It's 4 a.m.
I'm not alone, but I feel like I am.
Maybe it's just the deprivation talking.
I have so many questions.
But none about the Future, I make my own way.
My questions are about the past and present.
I've changed. I found myself saying things I hated to hear.
I am surrounded by people who love me and are there for me.
They offer to help, I just wish I knew how.
I hate these things, but I need to release.
I don't do that often.
You don't have to read this, this is for my own sake.
but keeping it to myself is not enough.
I find myself writing things I would have hated.
My feelings are exactly that, mine.
I have great plans for the future. But no Past to stand on.
I have so many questions.
Thank you for reading.