Yes, I'm lost. I'm lost in the sense of I don't know where I want to go in life. I'm lost now and I can't find my path again. I want to be an actress, but the closer I get to the opportunity, I see it fade in my head and I can't possibly explain why.
No, I don't like anyone, nor do I love any young fellow. I want a guy to look at me like I'm something he has never come across. Of course my country side wants a cowboy who can teach me how to ride horseback again, and to teach me my southern ways again. I miss it all so much, but I don't want my life to be a movie. I just want my love story to be a movie, without all of the fighting of course.
No, I don't want to be here. In California, I don't belong here. I want to be in Georgia. It's where I belong, it's where I fit in. Where I can be myself and not have to lie to feel accepted.I love my friends and all the people here in California, but that doesn't mean I have to stay here. I may know a lot of people, but frankly, I just want to feel welcome. I just want to experience the life I have always wanted to live. I want to go to my home! My home is where I feel safe, where I know I'm safe. Far away, or closer than you think. If I'm safe, I'm peachy.
i just want to go home.
-the writer
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