Me

I picked a pen up ,I had a white sheet in my hands,I wanted to write a whole lot about myself.Then I thought to myself,who am I?
Yes! Who am I really?
Am I just a girl still trying to realise who she is? Or am I just my parents adorable child? Maybe I could be the girl next door that my neighbours admire or just a high school senior thinking about her life ahead with a lot of unanswered questions.
Hmmmm, what am I really?
Or should I say who am I?
The thing is that I keep asking myself these questions without really realising what I want or what difference I can make.
The thing is that I can do a whole lot if I stop worrying, I can do so many things if I try to stop feeling sorry about my indecisiveness.To come to think of it ,why do I sit on my study chair decieving myself that I'm making researchs about who I want to be when all I'm doing is getting myself worked up about what I already know
"Who I am"
I want to believe in me, that's all I want to do , that's all I should do.
Believe in myself and be the best me no version two (2). Cause believing is not seeing (to me- which is actually the truth) Things not seen are actually what last forever.
I believe in who my creator has designed me to be.
I can't wait to see that me surface.
©moralight