I have no idea what to do

with myself and all I am.

Growing up is a torturous adventure,

it opened an emotional dam.

I'm stuck, not knowing

if I'm a child or an adult

And memories of all I've done

come flowing back, it's all my fault..

I can't tell anyone but this dumb book,

dear Gods, I sound insane!

Pouring my heart and soul out

to some screen, it's so lame.

I can't breathe, I'm overreacting,

drowning, sinking, oh goodbye-

Life is so confusing right now.

My gods, who am I?

Question of the Day: What's your favorite poem so far? (Secondary question: should I do an about me chapter? Or maybeeee a whole book?)