There are so many things i really just have no idea what to think of. So many scenarios i dont know how to handle. So many opinions i dont know which to pick. Right or wrong? I really dont know. 

Life is beautiful. 

If you’re happy than who cares

I spend so much time worrying about what will be, that I forget to actually enjoy what is.

Out of sight, out of mind? No. 

ok so maybe it doesn't feel like an elephant is standing on top of my chest, but maybe a large dog. 

We are all so multifaceted. And yet we pretend not to be. 

I sometimes feel like im stuck. Im in my own head, standing there enclosed, behind bars begging to get out. Screaming, crying, desperate. But I have the keys. They’re lying right there in front of me. So why cant i just pick them up. Pick the keys up. Its so easy. Just reach out, thats all. Its so simple. But i dont. I want to say i cant, but i can. Its just, its too much. So i sit there. I give up, and sit there in the middle of the cage. Trapped by my own thoughts, my own actions, or lack there of.