I'm me. Confused as to who that means and where I'm headed. I'm in college, I love it. I love learning, and I love teaching, and I love kids... but I don't love the closed minded people who so often raise them. I love women, sometimes I like men. Does it matter, really?
"When I was a little girl they said love's a pearl and you're lucky if you find it. But now I'm told I've got to hide it..."
I feel broken, like I've fallen too far from any light. It's who I am. I'm here to hold other people up, to teach, to protect. It will all be okay.
There is no wrong. No darkness. Only two sides of the light.