and learn to fly.
i'm trying to make sense of reality.
to embrace my individuality.
and not let circumstances get me down.
to be my own person.
and figure out this mean world.
but i fail daily.
is that where the story ends?
do i let hard times cripple me?
let's hope not.
sometimes i feel so hopeless.
but really, i'm my own worst enemy.
i set myself up for failure.
and then follow through with my own expectations.
what's stopping me from getting my shit together?
from meeting my full potential?
social awkwardness maybe?
fear of failure?
maybe it's merely a matter of getting outta my head.