I'm not so used to being comfortable so things going right is something new for me. I still feel like I'm floating in some sort of dream.
They said I was going to hell.
But I feel like I'm finally home in a place where I might be wanted. Is that so wrong? Why does it feel like I'm not as good as I could be?
They said I was crazy.
But it's starting to take shape and now maybe I'm not so crazy. Maybe just maybe I've found other people who are crazy like me too?
I want to go home.
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