my name is brittany. i'm eighteen years young and have yet to throw myself out into the world and live. truly live with an inexplicable joy. i'm searching, searching, searching. i enjoy life, yes. and i try to be joyful. but i'm never confident it's enough. i'm scared. my heart is truly in my throat and on my sleeve as i enter the start of my life. i don't know much, in all honesty. i had decent grades through school, but nothing to write home about. i graduated with honors, yes, but it doesn't mean much unless you're in the peak of the class; the top ten. unfortunately, society only views your worth in your success. i, on the other hand, view a person's worth in their heart, in their mind, in their soul. i'm tired, always so damn tired. my mind. my body. my spirit. but i try. i try. i try. i will carry on. God knows i am intrepid; i will carry on.
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