Wednesday, 15 August 2012
I haven't been on DA in a while; I lost a lot of my inspiration to write and put my feelings out there poetry-wise.
I feel vulnerable, and useless. It's hard when there's no way you can talk to your family about what makes you happy, because it's not good enough or because they think you're wasting your time.
"You have so much POTENTIAL, and you're squandering your time with nonsense." You wouldn't think words could cut into the very heart of you, but when they come from your sister. . . Well, let's say it's discouraging.
I feel as if I'm fighting against a current, and it feels so good when I simply float on. . .
It won't be this way forever, right?? :-x