a passion for something lost

Once upon a time.....

There once lived a girl with a passion so strong.. a passion for something lost..

She cut her hair, and as it grew, she dyed it a bright bright blue..

She wrote a lot, she shared a little.. There was nothing she couldn't do..

Enthusiastic she was, this girl, you see, she was always the lead in the race..

On her way, sometimes she would stray and walk at a different pace..

She let the world pass by her side.. And preached to people to lengthen their stride..

"Wake up" she was told "join the crowd".. "I won't" she said.. She was much too proud..



Today.....


She has once again joined the race.. She picked up her life along with her pace..

She knows much more than she did in the past.. I'm wondering now how long will it last??

Ranting... or just a load of mumbo jumbo..

Don't look at me like I am your mirror.. this is not your reflection..

I tell you this with all the love in the world, but, you need to get a life!


Don't put those on, they are mine, those shoes are not your own.. please find a path you carve yourself..

your foot-prints are too small for mine..


Don't pressure me, I'm busy.. I am!! I have so much work to do..

I tell you this with all the love in the world, but, I just can't put a smile on for you today!


I try to smile, and laugh sometimes.. sometimes it's just too much..


I am not sad, nor am I bitter.. I just need to be free!!!


I just need sometime with me..

I'll be back if you let me be gone

for just a bit....



p.s. replied to your comments on my older post.. sorry for the delay :)