I've been told to write about me, write about what I think and what I feel, write about who I am, what I fear and well just me. I have no idea what to write. Let it all out, write about whatever you want, that's what they said, let it come from the heart, the heart. Why does it always come from the heart? Everyone always says “let it come from the heart, speak what's in your heart” I always think that everything you do or say comes from the soul. The soul is you, who you are, what you think or feel, what you say and do. Even what you don't. Do you ever think what if? What if I said yes or what if I said no, even what if I walked away? Imagine that you have one chance, one chance to change everything in your life: the way that you are, your friends, the way that you feel. And you didn't, all because you were afraid of running away, well you know what screw that! Screw fear and running away! I say “Don't stay because your afraid of running away go!... because you want to break away” Why is life like that? It's always about fear, fear of rejection so you don't ask the one question that could make you happy. Fear of pain, so you don't do the one thing that could make you laugh. Fear of... well... fear of everything so you don't do anything that could make you smile... all because there's a chance it could make you cry.