9/3/2014
My world. It’s right in front of me. Waiting for me Sometimes, I can feel it. Doing things by myself, knowing something hard, learning. But eventually, I have to withdraw my hand and come back to the reality of the world. Harsh, bright, judgement forever surrounding me. Expectations, high as mountains, stereotypes, trying to fit in but never fully knowing where you belong. That is life. That is my world. A beautiful color one shade too dull, a sparkling gemstone, never seeing the light of day. A girl. A girl with many wonderful capabilities, never seeing what’s real. My world is my favorite fantasy, and the real world is my worst nightmare.
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