Clueful
Who am I? Who do I want to be? "Lost boy" is who I am. I'm about the most clueless person you can meet. I don't know what I'll do with my life. And you know why? I guess it can be Erikson's identity crisis, yeah, I'm having a very bad case of it if that is the case. Writing? Yeah I can write. My dad seems to think so too. But I kind of suck. Sometimes. No, all the time. See? I don't know. I'm just vomiting words, again. I write like everybody else. The most defeating thing I see is when I finish a paper, with a lot of effort, a lot of misery - staying up late and being hyper stressed physiologically as some examples - but then I see other people's work and my own becomes less than mediocre. Like, do you actually enjoy reading this right now? Is it even possible? I'd be surprised. Because I'm disgusted at this. But it helps me feel good. At least I write without grammar mistakes and spelling disasters. I mean, not as much as the worst I...