Hello out there... out there... out there...
Alright, so I guess cyberspace doesn't really echo, but the point I'm trying to make is that sometimes I feel so unheard, like I'm talking to wallpaper or something. In real life, I mean. I go through my day like any other teenager might- I've got my friends and I have things I like to do, etc. But what I mean to say is that I always feel like there's nobody listening to what I have to say. I sit in the middle of class, debating whether to raise my hand to answer a question the teacher has asked. My hand gets part way up, but then I realize that if I have the wrong answer, I'll just be embarrassing myself. So I lower my hand again.
Isn't that stupid? I am full of these little idiosyncrasies, and I know that as much as I try to break the habit of not having self confidence, I will always fall a little too short.
Maybe that's why I write. Actually, that is why I write. Because when I write, the things I've been wanting to say so desperately finally become heard by somebody, somewhere. Those words I've been aching to get out there aren't just echoing anymore.
I like that. I like the fact that writing brings me back to solid ground. It provides shelter from reality. When I write, I feel safe.
That's all I really ever ask.
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