Sometimes I keep asking myself – what do I have?
Which part in my life is safe and organized, what can I count on – And I don’t find answers often. But maybe I have inner strength, the fact that my life is different than many yet I survive proves something. Maybe I’m stronger than most to live a life like this. And even though I trip from time to time, even though I struggle so much to get a little – they can’t take away what I have..they can’t take away my strength.

Someday I’ll take my wings,

and fly towards the drowning sun,

passing each sorrow behind,

I’ll let the winds guide me,

smiling till I’m blinded by eternal light.

Life’s little annoyances make me smile sometimes,

How everything that relates to me is delayed –

I’ve come across many people, I know who they are,

Where they’re from, it’s as if I share a connection with them.

But that’s not true entirely – I can sense someone’s nature from afar - even though I’ve known them for a short period.

Every struggle that I’ve been through and with every tear I’ve shed

I have come to become who I am.

Whatever used to frustrate me before now makes me smile and wait.

Crippled circumstances have a powerful effect, changes us in many way.

I like who I am today, and I wouldn’t have it in any other way.

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"I was a little girl, alone in my little world, who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in the pretty bed of green.
I had a Dream
That I could fly from the highest SWING, I had a Dream."
lyrics by Priscilla Ahn

Every moment that’s now gone, used to be all that we thought about.

Struggles, hardships, worries .. fade away eventually

Because life is more than that. There’s a bigger picture, these moments are just shades to a painting.

Each sorrow is connected to a smile.

Only disaster can give birth to hope.

You cannot read Loss, only feel it.

Take the winds that shove me past the wall,

The thorns that prick my feet in the mud,

These raindrops that cover my eyes,

Take my memories of eternal blue skies,

Of birds flying to the sun,

Leafs brushing in the greens,

Take my dreams of a new tomorrow,

My vision of a safe world,

Of a face so kind it heals misery.

My life is like a quiet melody that echoes in the midst of a dark hall.

As I run in search of light, I hear the music playing as if to show me the way..

It beats with the beating of my heart. I can almost touch the rhythm, hold it in my palm.

It lingers in every sight that I see, in every step that I take.

The story of my life whispers to me in my dreams as I frantically search for light.

There's a strange sadness that haunts us all. Sometimes, silence means more than clear words.
I see nonchalance in people, a far away look, as if they were anywhere but where they are.
Some have lost their laughter, some laugh without feeling happy. It's not the ignorance, but the knowledge of how things should be and how they aren't - that makes us bitter.
I find bitterness in people sad, the hatred in their eyes is even more melancholic.

I walk as a strange, in a strange world..

There's beauty in sadness, I see it in the eyes of broken people.. their silence, their lack of care, the way they have shut themselves from the world - convey their defeat.

Sadness is like a rainy day, it's beautiful in it's imperfection.

All i need is a way out
of the darkness that is blinding me.

Time is a circle. Life is a cycle. I'm not crazy.