Reality sucks.
I don't even know why I feel this way. I feel useless, and worn down. But I still don't want anyone to know. I don't want them to worry, or waste their precious time on me. I have people that care but they feel so far. Nor do I want their pity. I have no need for that.
I guess that is a lie. I know why I feel this way: I have no idea what to do with my life. Money is tight, I am concerned about my loved ones, and I fail at what I want to be. I feel that I am wasting everyone's time by trying to be something that I am not. I want to draw so bad but nothing will come out. It is locked somewhere just out of my reach, taunting me.
I will be fine, because there is nothing really wrong with me. I guess I am feeling out of sorts. I will be okay, cause I have to be. I have no other choice.








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Through every drawing there is a lesson to be learned, through every stroke you learn to see your own world clearer. ~Quote from me.
~Thanks for helping me think of this statement pookena!
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Through every drawing there is a lesson to be learned, through every stroke you learn to see your own world clearer. ~Quote from me.
~Thanks for helping me think of this statement pookena!
Claudia
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