To the Wind

Every once in a while, I tend to get frustrated and think, "I don't want to have to fend for myself anymore! I'm tired! I don't wanna be strong. I don't wanna fight. Maybe I should just marry myself off to some dude and get it over with!" I'd wanna run out on the street screaming to every person I see: "I DON'T FUCK'N CARE!"

But then, that'd be a lie. I care. I always do. About anything, anyone. I think the great but scary thing about me is that I have the capacity to care so much and love so deeply ... and actually to believe that it would make a difference in the end, that my passion will be able to touch someone and heal wounds seen and unseen.

I'm too alive to give it all up to the wind and let it all blow away.