I am not good at math, English, science, cooking or driving.

I can mention everything that’s wrong with me, staring that I don’t have any self-esteem

I can cry and tell you that my life is miserable

I can make you smile, try to make you happy even though I am dying inside

You can say I am a people pleaser, and maybe I am

I am very anti-social, no because I think I am better than everyone around but because I don’t think I am good enough

Sometime I feel everyone expect something out of me, or they expect me to act some sort of way

I am boring and quiet

I am a writer on my own little way

I may not be good at it…. But I love it

Writing is my whole life, is the only moment I can be me

The only moment I feel I am another human being

I may not be good in so many things, but writing is when I come to life

My point is writing is my life, and is on the only thing I feel I am good at