reset.

i long for the day i finally leave this place. i can start fresh. somewhere no one knows me. i can create a new version of myself. i can hit the reset button on life. make up for all of the many, countless mistakes i've made. no one to tell me who to be or how to act, no rules to conform to. i long for the days i can lie in, i can dance around my house in a t-shirt and make pancakes at 3am because no one can tell me otherwise, when i can dye my hair or get that piercing or tattoo i wanted, when i can sing in the shower and day drink in my pyjamas. i long for the day i can finally live my own life, instead of everyone else's. but i guess as much as i hate to admit it, the smallest part of me is still scared shitless. because when there's no one to wake me up in the mornings anymore, is it freedom, or just loneliness?