Who Am I?

Who Am I?

I write this blog as I return home from the East Block Party, In Old Street….

I stood dancing inside the club, with no idea who I was or who I had become…

I see friends happy to be together, and remember I was once one of these people who had no care in the world and was happy within the moment…

Am I just getting Older or have I become lost?

I look at old pictures of when I moved to London and see a different person…. a happy person, maybe not confident, but a person who was happy and somebody strong.

I feel so weak,….. I am afraid but I don’t know what I am afraid off…

I judge people,…… but not to be bitchy….. I don’t know why I judge them…………. 

I feel as if I am in a K hole……….. But I didn’t take any drugs….

Whats wrong with me???

WHY CANT I JUST RELAX AND BE HAPPY?

Why do I care so much for others…….

BUT NOT MYSELF?