I want to become the person I see in my mind,

This person is beautiful,

This person is sweet,

This person is kind.

But why am I so lost in the past that I can't go along with the fast second future time?

Am I scared nothing will change?

Am I scared that nothing will be okay?

Am I scared that I won't be fine?

Why am I stressing out the fact that this person is how I go through with the life line?

Is it because I'm procrastinating?

Or am I waiting for a sign?

It’s time to grow up,and make this change mine.


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