What is it? What is this feeling that unables you
to do those things you've always wanted to do?
Could it, perhaps, be fear? I know you will not
admit it, and I hate to break it to you, but it is.
When the people you used to consider
trust-worthy, disapprove of that dream, without
them even knowing it is your goal, your heart
sheds apart. Not into big pieces which can often
be glued together, but into those minuscule ones
that will cut you even with the slightest tap. And
then you observe others, and think, "why do they
get to fulfill my dream?". But at the end of the
day, you always come to the same realisation:
You just can't blame them. You can't blame those
who cross out from your life everything they
consider disgraceful in this world. Theyare naive.
They jump to conclusions based on what they
have read, heard and seen. You know they are
wrong. But why does it affect you so much?
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