just and ordinary girl,
living in this big world,
but ordinary is suffocating,
ordinary is suppressive
ordinary is oppressive.

in this ever shrinking world.

not good enough. screwed up.


this was a girl who wanted to change the world
this was a girl who believed, that you could be as big as your dreams
this was a girl who wished upon a star, who genuinely believed that we could live our dreams,
this was a girl who thought nothing beyond the present moment.
This was a girl who lived, in complete content and happiness,

until she started to see..

until she found out.

that the world is an unforgiving place, cold and hungry
for proof and information.
it isn't enough to believe.
life isn't lived on the passion of one's heart.
we need numbers to crunch,
and trophies to hold.
results to certify your existence.

i just want to live. is that so hard?
fighting a losing battle.

between being practical, living the trodden path of averages
of submerging yourself in the crowds


life goes beyond this.
but somehow i can't set myself free.


i'm scared.
i'm scared of growing up. i'm scared of growing any older.
i'm scared of the future. i want to run away.
are you not?

what am i living for?


we are chasing our dreams. our dreams are the only things that keep us going,
the only things that keep us going when all else fails us,
the only things that we can believe in, when the world turns it's back on us.



when did we become? when did we lose the sparkle in our eyes?
when did we become disillusioned with the world? when did the skies turn low and grey?

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.

Henry David Thoreau

this is to eeryone out there, still holding on, still fighting that battle,
cold, scared, lonely, tired. but are still holding on, to the fraying threads

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