Quicksand.

Pitiful, is but a mere word compared to these feelings of mine.

Helpess...

Getting warmer.

I just don't know what to do anymore.

When it feels as if the world is quicksand, and everyone else is up in the air, safe.

Yet, you're left on the ground to drown in your mistakes.

Sinking slowly to the bottom, yearning for help.

Yearning for a warm embrace to rescue me from this cold world.

What am I to do with all these mistakes?

The mistakes that could've been avoided.

The mistakes that could've been someone else's.

That question has yet to be answered.

But if I could do it over again, I wouldn't change a thing.

Why, you ask?

Because it brought me here.

To the place where I learned from everything.

The wrong, the right, and the things in between.

They all have a purpose, although it took me a while to figure it out.

And even though I know now what I didn't know then...

I still am so unexperienced.

I am but a puppy in a world full of old, wise dogs.

They are here to nurture and teach me, but is that really why they're here?

I suppose so.

The sad thing is...

They just don't know what to do with a poor, young soul such as mine.

And that leaves me.

Leaves me to drown...

In my mistakes.

And everyone else's.

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Oh my gosh! That's how I feel sometimes!