She stares at the clock ticking and tocking. She wishes that she could totally take off her uncomfortable mask and not worry so much about what others think. She has let a select few people inside her soul. She longs to let in more but she is scared, so scared.
She thinks so much of so many people and a good amount of them don't even know. Why don't they know? Why does she have to be so worried?
She is great, but she wants to be greater.
She tries to be so good, and hates when she is not able to live up to her very high expectations. She needs to know that she doesn't have to live up to those expectations. A part of her already knows, but it is the other part that is the problem.
She is in a learning stage right now; it is a part of her life when she is feeling such mixed emotions. One day she is totally ecstatic; the next day she could be depressed and self pitying.
She is not sure if she even knows what it is that she wants anymore. She thought she had it all figured it out a long time ago.
However she had not figured it out; she had not figured it out at all.