The Diary of a Late Bloomer (34)

Grew up in a small town 

And when the rain would fall down 

I’d just stare out my window 

Dreaming of what could be 

And if I’d end up happy
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Breakaway, so stay!

She had then no better option than triving, striving and winning; the given game of life. She had enough of sorrow but not to make it an excuse to make a stop; yet another reminder to humbling outright even already in self-sufficent. Much as it tired her out the walking, much as it is somehow hazy still the future view, she keeps firm the tomorrow’s mysteries as a given divine gift. As cauticiously she made traces in leaving the seconds of the wholeness of time, for yet a breakaway, yet an invention of undiscovered side. She tried her best to revel in the most terrifiying thunderbolt. She used then of the worst to expect the least, but worth still even only a small leap. She denied not of feeling misplaced but the best she dealth with it. Would she ever touch the sky?all she knew, future would not betray present effort, so stay! 

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Wanted to belong here 

But something felt so wrong here 

So I prayed I could break away

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If One Day You Lose Your Way

Life is just a bowl of cherries 
Sometimes it’s afraid filled with worries

Don’t be afraid, when things go wrong, just be strong.

“All the world’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts.” – As You Like It

Dear self, you have done great this year, you learn how to love yourself dearly. You stumble and fall. You get up and get the chin up. You find yourself admiring what you have been becoming. Dear self, within hours counting, the new chapter is opened, if one day you lose your way, don’t be afraid! The many unfolding tomorrows none of us to know. Keep on going, keep on dreaming, keep on loving and be happy!   

When thing seems up in the air 

And everything is so unfair 

And you stumble and fall 

Just pick yourself up and sing

The Diary of a Late Bloomer (29)

Hero in disguise

I adore this guy, so much. Regardless of his young age, he teaches me a lot, he opens up my eyes, he slaps my face hard in a way he probably does not even realize it. His determination, his passion, his dreams, it ignites my spirit to look back at mine. He is my hero indisguise. My dear dear baby, thank you for coming into being, may 2018 be a year of a big leap for you (and for those that once came into appeareance in my life as well, they are all of equal importance.)