I feel weird. I feel unmotivated.
I feel lazy.
My words are eaten by rifts in my inner self.
I cannot shout out loud the emotions raging here in the dark place I created.
The sound of echoes of criticism are becoming loud.
Banging! Escaping! Destructive Self!
This is my Journal.
This is just me.
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The Reader's Mind
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Saturday, June 13, 2015
Clear the Way
When I decided to become a teacher I felt frightened. The passion was not yet heighten. Then reality started to popped into my troubled mind. I gave it shot. It was worth a try.
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