I look in the mirror and sometimes wonder who I am really. Underneath all the hair and skin and smiles and moodiness. Am I who I am?? Then I look in the mirror again and wonder why I always fall short of who I am called to be.I'm still finding myself in a way. I know where my final destination is. I don't know how to get there. Many have said that it's the journey that counts right. Heck, even Miley Cyrus sang a song about it. Then how come I wanna know NOW??Ugh I feel as if I'm being torn into two. Between what I'm supposed to do and what I wanna do. Between what I will gain and what I want but can't have.
