I'm tired of waiting. Being trampled upon. Sacrificing everything for nothing. Getting tripped and shoved by malicious smiles, only to be flattered and reassured by their deceiving eyes. I'm sick of seeing myself as insignificant, the extra, the spare. I'm tired. I'm restless. I'm ready for a fresh start. I'm ready to fly freely with no limitations (because not being good enough has sure limited this flight.) I'm nothing that I'm not. It's as simple as inhale, exhale.
"I will refuse to dance to the pressure to be or to do or to prove something in order to win someone's love or acceptance. I am not a slave to the opinions of others."
"it sounds like someone else's summer."
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