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?)