Here's where it starts

Everyday I wake up thinking about what’s going to happen.

Is it going to be a better day? Will my life gets better today?

Will I receive a good new?

I’m a mess. I don’t even understand myself.

I prefer be alone. But there’s somedays I’d like to have someone by my side.

I’m  a contradiction.

I fall in love so easily but I’m not a person who’d like to be in a relationship.

I’m desperate, obsessive and possessive.

But I don’t like people who are this way.

I cry and I feel pain.

I complain and then I think I shouldn’t do this.

I wish my life was better

but then I think there’re lots of people who would do anything to be  in my place.

I want my life to change but when it happens I regret to have desired it.

I’m scared about new things but I’m also tired of my routine.

I feel so mature but when I’m love I feel  I’m most immature person in the world.

I feel so smart but when I do something wrong I blame myself for think this.

I’m  annoying but  I’m also funny. I’m desperate but I’m also lovely.

I’m a lot of things but I’m also can be classified with a few words.

I’m a friend but I’m also would like to be a boyfriend.

I have a small name but I don’t have a small mind.

I have a young mind but I have lots of things to say.