The first step’s always
The scariest and becomes
The bravest once done.

You missed your flight and
I know you’re mad and angry
But… is it a sign?

No time for bullshit
Make your own decision or
Walk away and leave.

Tormented he was
Listening to his ego
And nowhere to run.

I feel like puking
And I think I’m gonna faint…
Let the show begin!

Let me be happy
Let me travel the world and
Never return home.

Afraid when boarding
Tears were falling down her cheeks
What was she thinking?

I learned to read and write more easily than I speak because I was afraid to talk—I sucked at it, so I would never put myself in a situation where I had to talk.

Something I’m still guilty of is to overthink stuff.

Judging other people is easy. What about looking at yourself in the mirror and being honest for once in your lifetime?