Inside of us

What am I doing with my life? Yeah, this question comes to mind pretty often. It's not that I think of myself as wasteful, but rather, I think I can do more. Learn more, be more.

I lie to myself, at times I lie to people I love, and I think it's turning into a habit rather than an option. In the first place, it shouldn't have been the option I choose to go for. I could be more honest, I should face people. I should face myself.

Having a distraction's good, when I had other troubles to face. But now that I'm past the bulk of it, and committed myself to get past what's left; should I still continue? I have more important things to spend my life on. What do I do?

I mull over failures more than I should. And I brag more over successes than I should as well. I think humility is something I need: less arrogance, more perseverance.

And I need God. I need faith. I need hope. Most importantly, I need love.