Who I am.

All these people telling me to do what makes me happy... 

All these people telling me what do to, where to be ,what time to be there,  how to act , how to dress , how to look at things, how to save money , how to talk , what to listen to , and what not to listen to...

Thanks to all of them I don't know who I am , who I want to be , or how I'm going to get there. 

I started hating myself because I had nothing figured out...

I put in my earbuds and try to block all their voices out... 

For a while it was working .... But ... It stopped ... 

I started going on walks. 

Singing to myself. 

Dancing in my room by myself.

Thinking to myself and keeping my mouth shut. 

I've learned that I like who I am. 

I love watching the stars. 

I love making people happy.

I love skulls.

I love chokers.

I love spikes.

I love being happy.

I found a guy that just takes my breath away every time he says hi.

I love take my long walks to QT and just sitting there for hours.

I love listening to Celtic music. 

I'm still in love with drawing 

And knowing all of this about myself just makes me happy.

I don't need people to tell me who I am. I just need to finish finding my whole self. 

I'm Rebekca and I love myself for once.