caribbean
i wonder if i can write as well as what else i see. i've always wondered if im good enough. if i am what people expect me to be. but then i wonder if im wasting my time, trying to be something im not. trying to fit into a mold that i didnt make for myself. i wonder if im allowed to make my own mold. or if theres no such thing as one in the first place. do we float? or are we on a ride on a specific path going somewhere. i wonder why im here.