On one hand, im starting to like how my essay is turning out, so im not so sure if i wanna drop anymore.
Yet, i've so much on my small hands.

Sometimes i think about the future,
and i think about what's gonna happen,
and i try to think of how my life would turn out.
and then i realise,
I DONT KNOW.
i could be an architect, my childhood dream.
or an air stewardess, though lacking two cm.
or a teacher, even though everyone thinks i'll scare the kids.
or invent something and be rich shit, or not.
i dont know what i want to be, or who i want to be.
i only know God has a great plan,
just that i dont know what it is yet.
so i'll just wait and see,
even thought sometimes it can be quite scary.
im disconcerted.


"forever: its a short word for a veryvery long time.