fleeting thoughts

Part of me worries that I am forgetting how to be my own person.

A lot of me worries about the future.

Sometimes I miss the way that people used to be.

I wonder what is normal, and why I feel the way I do sometimes.

Rarely (recently) can I articulate myself well enough to get across what I'm feeling.

At times I wish my thoughts would slow down so I could get a grasp of them.

I worry about how people will percieve me if I have this problem.

I wish... well, a lot of things.