Free Topic #12

So first semster is finally over. It hasn't hit me completely yet, but only one semseter left and I'm finished with high school. It's over, done, finished. Only 18 weeks left. I bet the emotions will hit me soon enough.

So update from a previous blog that was talking about the fact that I think that I'm passing up my own dreams. I still haven't figured things out. I have no clue what I want to do for MYSELF. Things are just so complicated, and Im so torn on the situation. I feel like if I go away and do what I feel I need to do, then Im being selfish and I hate that feeling. But then again, I feel that if I stay and forget my dreams and hopes, then Im being stupid and will live to regret it.

I was talking to two friends today and they both told me that I need to get out and fly. I need to spread my wings and soar. Hey I think I just came up with a poem idea.

Flight

Something I wish to feel

The wind beneath my wings

The air brushing my cheek

Please, just give me the chance

Give me the chance to breathe

Let me feel the sun from both sides

Allow me to soar

If I fall know I will be back

Keep your arms open wide

And wait for your daughter

Wait for her to arrive.

I wonder if I will ever fly. I wish so badly to just soar. To spred my wings and take off. But I feel as if my wings are broken, crushed by the weight of this world, the pressures of My world. Maybe there are holes in my wings or they are defective somehow. All I can wonder is if I will find the power to make them new again, sooner rather then later I hope.