I am not good at writing a monologue. It’s hard to talk about myself in a deeper context. I would spend a long time thinking about what everyone else would think when they read this. Is it bad? Is it good? then I remember, I have other stuff to do. Do I ever just sit down and examine myself? Do I even feel comfortable in my  own skin? I look to my left and I look to my right. What do you think of me? But the road is straight, not to the side.  At the end of it, is something that I am working towards. I want to see myself rise from the ashes and be the person that I know I can be. I have spend a long time thinking of the pressures against me but, now I think of them as obstacles ahead of me that I have to overcome in order to mature. So, I will let go of any judgement, it’s not important. What’s important is my future. The future that I want to live in.