wandering and rambling

I am unsure if there is enough passion within me to pursue art. After witnessing people my age with such bone-crushing passion within them I feel unfit to call myself any kind of artist. Perhaps the passion will come forth in these next few years while at school. At least I can only hope. If this is not the case I fear I will not know what to do with myself; continue acting, writing, making music and making art in a mediocre fashion? I feel spread too thin and fairly decent at things instead of committed and really great at one thing. This feels so wrong and I do not know if it is due to a fear of committing to anything or just the simple inability to make a decision.
Perhaps it is far too late for all of these thoughts, but I simply cannot help it.

On another note, I am listening to my own music which I rarely do because it feels so egotistical and wrong. I am proud of the EP I created last year, but as with everything I make it feels so stale and boring now. However, I still feel the things I felt when I wrote/recorded these songs and I believe that really means something. At any rate I feel like it is time for another release, something really great, something to make you proud and something you might actually want around your house. I hope you still like the EP because I am still very proud of it, but I cannot help feeling it is time for something new, especially since I will be beginning a new chapter of this life in the fall. I would like to put something out just before I leave in August, but I make no promises to the few of you who read this.

I feel as though I have rambled and I am sorry if you were looking for more silly lyrics or poems about a silly idea of love; maybe next time.