I look into a mirror, and still wonder who Ive become. I doubt if im something more, or if im just another mold of society (or for society) and then i come to realize it no longer matters.Im only a child, maybe my descicions will affect my life, but all i want to do right now is breathe. I know i wont be here forever, but why waste my time worring about the future, and resenting my past. I think im perfect, maybe not in the eyes of the world, but to myself . I am aware of my flaws, and i am in love with them. Maybe i dont, and wont ever mirror what you want to see, but ffor now im good with that.
This is all thats left of me: shallow reflections and three feet deep words.
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