I have admitted to my self that I do not know who I am. All these years, I fell in love with myself and accepted I was a boring loner who sometimes gets randomly over- excited and acts crazy. A self conscious but not time conscious kind of person. Some people like me, and others don't but I never cared why. I have no talent in music or arts but I love to write every once in a while. I never thought for once - Why Did God Make Me? What's My Reason On Earth?
Now I am thinking and I am losing my mind.
I do the same thing everyday and there's an occassional change every now and again. But nothing fulfilling. Nothing to be told a story about. Nothing that captivates my soul. My days are a classic BLAH!
I find pleasure in working as a nurse because we are under paid and hardly listened to especially when the doc is around. But I love the help and care I provide. Despite that fact, I need to find my knack. My passion.
I want to know why I feel my soul is special but disguised. Why my actions are confusing but my ideas conspicuous. I want to be heard but I'm afraid to speak. I want to be seen but I'm too shy to walk.
I have issues!
Now I am thinking and I am losing my mind.
I do the same thing everyday and there's an occassional change every now and again. But nothing fulfilling. Nothing to be told a story about. Nothing that captivates my soul. My days are a classic BLAH!
I find pleasure in working as a nurse because we are under paid and hardly listened to especially when the doc is around. But I love the help and care I provide. Despite that fact, I need to find my knack. My passion.
I want to know why I feel my soul is special but disguised. Why my actions are confusing but my ideas conspicuous. I want to be heard but I'm afraid to speak. I want to be seen but I'm too shy to walk.
I have issues!
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