So ready to spread my wings but im bound to fall.
thoughts that resonates daily.
why am i so afraid. constantly shot down by remarks and im constantly bothered.
some have it worse and yet they live on. so why cant i and be like them.
we all need a voice, our voices that have been drowned by others.
im not bright.. smart or pretty. i have nothing else to rely on but these words.
words that may or may not make sense but that is life.
i am ready to find that spark. inspiration. motivation. or so help me.
