IITheBookNookII

Words are not wings.I have to tell myself that. Because if I don't remember that, than I'll lose myself. This is a collection of stories, poems, explations, and ramblings. All about me, fighting to discover who I am outside of my words. Because frankly I have no clue who that girl is anymore. I only know the one I wrote, to take me away. But now I want to go back. I want to know who I am. So I'm writing down what I know to be me, really me. And I'm writing down who I want to be, and how I see things, and who I really am now. Because the very thing that made me forget who I am, is the only thing that allows me to remember who I was: Words.Words are not wings, after all. They cannot carry you away.…