sometimes I wish that I could go back.
In high school, all I wanted to do was leave and never have anything to do with my stupid high school.
It was dumb and it was stupid.
But it was so stable.
I hate striving to be something I'm not.
Yes, it is my dream school and yes I love being here.
I love it, I really do.
But being surrounded by people who are so different and just crazy at times drives me nuts.

I wish I had a home to go back to.
A family to return to.
Friends to meet and rent with.

But no, I have to hide my weaknesses and shortcomings so they won't think I'm a failure.
So they won't think I'm a failure.

I guess my focus has shift since I've gotten here.
I promised to Him that I won't let go of Him.

In the end, my heart always knows the answer.