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not enough
You could say that i have many opportunities ahead of me and that my future is bright. But i hate it when people tell me that. I am so afraid of failing and becoming a nobody, living on nobody drive, and writing and painting stuff that nobody will ever see or read because of that. Dont get me wrong, i have every thing planed out and im working hard, but what if something happens, or what if i just cant do it. What if i dont get accepted into collage? Everyone seems to love my works, my paintings i have spent hours on along with the drawings. I feel like that is just not enough. when is anything ever enough anyway. "thats not enough paint,""thats not enough for me,""thats not enough pages for the essay." they tell me this every day. and my reply is "i did not have enough coffee today" Fighting between me and myself reality and what i think reality is.
