I am scared of the yolo version of myself that shows love for life.
More comfortable with the serious version of myself trying to survive.
I feel like a naughty and disobedient girl when I let myself loose.
Thus I isolate and punish myself and always excuse.
As scared as I am to let loose, I am even more scared to live a life of regret.
What comforts me is the pureness in my heart I won\'t forget.
I missed out on experiencing and having fun.
I deserve to live that yolo life I get goosebumps from.