They say people never change, that we just grow up. They say
that people never forget their old habits. They say that no matter how much you
try you will always be THAT GIRL or THAT GUY. Sometimes it’s harder for me to
see myself under a different light, or see myself as different to what I am
now. Not realizing that bit by bit I’ve become that monster I once despised.
And I’ve tried. To see myself not only differently but equally. Equal to the girl who sits at the front of the class, equal to that beautiful stage dancer, equal to that model on the cover of a magazine, equal to the girl next door with the long curly blond hair. But while closing my eyes and entering this year with a smile
erased from my face, and with the golden light of my heart dimmed to a dark
shade a gray. I walk into this traumatic year the demon I subconsciously always
wanted to be.
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