Kinda sets me thinking,
what exactly PUSHES you?
Am I waiting for compliments, praise?
Am I waiting for success based on pure luck?
Am I waiting for an unfulfilled life?
I must say I was happy for PE on Wednesday.
If I could maintain that speed and keep those irritating stitches I keep getting this year, I can regain my footing again.
Miss running with Alvina. Seriously. To me, running was a major motivation for me to let off steam, and she was conveniently there so that I wasn't alone.
So sometimes I look back and I feel sad again.
I used to be afraid of how others may judge me, in fact, I still am,
but why am I not making a concerted effort to improve myself?
And there I go again, that damn stoic face.
I scare everyone. Even myself.
Emo ._.
Must pull myself together bahs.
Wonders if there's anyone out there willing to be a puppet master?
Pull my strings,
If I can't control myself well enough,
at least I am controlled and not hanging loosely on a stupid thread.
