it's 4:43 on a tuesday morning.
it's still dark out.
i can't sleep.

i keep having these dreams and visions of me doing things, changing me.
they're empowering in my head, but i'm at a loss for how to take them.
is this really who i want to be?
am i reaching goals?
am i even facing the right direction?
they come in the daytime too.
i'll just be walking by a mirror and i'll stop and stare.
i see change.
i see me changing myself,
reorganizing myself.
my eyes glaze over from staring.
all of a sudden, i realize i've been staring for nearly ten minutes.

i draw a lot more faces now,
in my notebooks for school.
they're cut and strong faces,
like those of comic book superheroes.

i think i know who i want to be.
i'm realizing.
it's attainable, but i don't know how many people would really appreciate it.
it's drastic, i need that.
it's all the heroes i looked up to and never thought i could be like; i am just like them because i am me!
i understand now.

this won't make sense to anyone and it shouldn't,
but i am starting to get it.
i think,
i think this is one of those good posts,
i think...