Sunday, May 3, 2009
MYE's are such a pain
time is flying as it always does. It's no use denying that i did my best. i knew i did not as i laid down to rest. i'm sorry. to whom should i be? fear encroaches like a shroud. i can only shudder knowing not what to do. am i to be weak- to cry in despair? pointless are the words that escape through the lips for only action can prove its worth. as i type, time is ticking. its time to go back to working. perfection seems miles away. a journey begins with a single step. the sky is my inspiration and the rain expresses my feelings. go! elizaeth GO!
Perfection
8:48 PM
