Officially sixteen.
Sixteen.
I'm not really matured yet.
My thinking.
I don't know what I'm doing.
So much in mind but can't seem to do it.
Don't know what's holding me back,
I just didn't.
Not proud of my age for I have not achieved much.
I laugh everyday,
laughing seems to take away most of my time.
Laughing over something you can't remember,
and it's a new day.
It's September now.
I'm not ready for many things.
Kept thinking about my dreams, my future and I've forgotten my present.
I'm so worried.
But I found things to motivate me,
this time seems real.
I guess it's a good thing.
New start.
I said it probably 101 times.
This time it's official.
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