Have you ever wished you were different or could change the way you are? I'm sure you have. It's crossed all of our minds at least once. I wish I had a better personality. My shyness and fear of what people think of me keeps me from being who I want to be, and what I know I can be. I think this is due to the way I was raised. Sheltered from all things bad and left alone with no siblings. My reserved and inverted personality gets in the way. For once I wish I could break through my shell and be audacioous. But I don't know how.
I wish I could be more beautiful. It sounds superficial, and maybe it is, but what's wrong with wanting to be attractive? I'm fine with my body...its just my face. I want to peel the fucking thing off and start new again. I've noticed the world favors the more beatiful people, and always has. I want the world to be a Walt Whitman. He thought everything beautiful. I love his poetry.
If I could just start over and change a few things about myself I would be happy. I don't think I'll ever be happy with the way I am. I want to be something else.
On another note, I wrote a poem last night and am going to submit it for a scholarship. Wish me luck.
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