I still feel like there are at least two me's

One who's happy and will accept whatever

and one who's happy and knows she can be happier.

Most of the time it feels like I'm the one who can be happier watching this fake girl inside my body

it's weird.

I don't like it.

But at least when I go away I get to find out who I am

I keep expecting to change

I have already and will continue to do so.

I'm very much in love

...

with life and possibilities that is

I suppose...