I Am Me

On this chilly Spring evening, I see who I've become. Is it at all weird that I can relive my memories of a little girl? Is it at all weird that I am envisioning my future? I find myself at a crossroad. Everything is just overlapping one another. At times, I feel I cannot go on. I need to believe in myself. Some people just have all the confidence in the world. How do they do it? I wish I knew. I wish I could be like them. I wonder if anyone thinks of me this way. I wonder if I have an ability which someone else desires. Unlike others though, I'm just being me. I don't know change. I am me.