Today, right now I am confused. I guess I have been confused for most part of my life. Sometimes I like being confused, and I like being naïve, but it’s a thing of the past. It’s not like you wake up one day and realize you’re not so innocent anymore.
It’s weird because now I get things, I get dirty jokes, and it makes me feel sad. I know I am not supposed to be naïve for all my life, I just don’t know. I don’t know many things, and I am actually very scared of the future. I am scared that I made so many mistakes and yet didn’t learn from most of them.
I donno what to believe. I envy those who do. I am so confused and I don’t even know why I am confused. My mind keeps working overtime. I keep doing unnecessary stuff. One minute I am motivated , and the other I am like “oh, what the hell!”.
Despite all this, I am truly excited for the future too. I think I am ready. I hope I am and maybe I am.
To being confused, and not knowing.