Old one

So while I was setting this blog up I was looking through my drafts in my email and poof, I glanced over some old stories I wrote forever ago and a line from one of them caught my eye. "I hold life in my hands." A memory rushes to fill my mind. Sitting at the computer as I do now, expressing my feelings in the only way I know. Music and singing is a way to do so, but it is not enough. At least, not for me. Writing has always been the only way I have been able to find an outlet for the feelings I don't, and sometimes can't, share with anyone. So here, in this blog, I will share some of those feelings.

I hold life in my hands. It's my first step to such a bright future. I thought such light and happiness was in my future, but i never realized that at some point it would have to start seeping into my life. I laugh at myself now... I have been such a fool in this life. I'm going to let myself have happiness. Just because it has been long in coming doesn't mean it was never going to come, or that i was going to go through high school without it. One thing is still with me, the fear that it will not last. Every time this fear rears its gruesome head it seems false. But I cannot deny it. It will keep me in its grip for a while yet.