When you cry because you don’t know what to do and you feel misunderstood.
Why am I struggling so hard to understand myself and what I feel? I keep thinking that if I give myself time I’ll understand. But the confusion has me racing. My mind is racing. I keep thinking and wondering. I don’t know what to do or how to make myself feel better. The only option I come to is time. But for some reason time is just so hard to wait for. Part of me wants an answer now. And part of me is afraid of the answer. But still, only time will tell. I just keep wondering if what I feel is wrong or right. If someone or something will tell me the answer. If someone will tell me how to feel. But all I know is that what I feel just is. Whether it’s right or wrong, it just is.
Me waiting at my auditions.