I constantly hear so many voices.
Everybody always tells me, "I see you in the big city. You belong in NYC." "You're moving back? You're not going to last here because there's nothing here." "Girl, you do not belong there. Get out of there."
All my supporters keep imagining me with a bright future, and of course, they only want the best for me.
"You're going to be successful because you've gone through so much and overcame them."
They push me to not settle and get out there.
And although I am flattered, I don't know why... I really just want a nice, simple life and I don't see myself in that type of life. I just want to travel the world, yet always have a home near family. However, if I really have to go out of my ways to obtain something with greater heights, I will. Sometimes I really hear a voice inside of me that tells me there are bigger things out there I have yet to discover and do.
Decisions, decisions.
My problem: I never forget where I came from, but I need to realize that, that's not me anymore.