Beauty in Bratting

I sit here wondering what is right

When my life will make sense

Or at least have a shimmer of order

I sit here wondering what love is

If I will ever feel it 

Or even deserve it

I sit here wondering if my decisions were right

If they were sane 

If they will truly make me happy

I sit here wondering if I ran in fear

Fear of being hurt

Fear of changing

I sit here wondering when the world will stop spinning 

And then I hear his voice and suddenly

My world stops