One size doesnt fits all ~

She pulled a robe from a will, thats what she used to do every night when all go to sleep. Late at night when she was away, she pulled out so many strings, she said she was repairing them, maybe tidying them, or else she thought she had lost.

She started writing, so many things she had on mind. She knew that with writing she could pave many roads to where she aspires to land. Meanings, and maybe more of realities she have hid or tried to untie.

Faces covered with so many layers, hidden from the sun. Groomed so perfectly. Beautiful as it could be. Words sweet as sugar, and so she fought to be. At 18, she dreamed of so many bubbles to enclose her in a mystery. She loved untackling puzzles, games she'd thought she could master.

She decided that she'd choose from now on, even her thoughts or wishes. Choosing is part of our destiney.  Whatever you choose, or tend to think of, or feel you attract.


Maria, has choosen to be, and when she decided, she walked on the road with no regrets. Now that she is totally different than before. Her face was covered, totally smeared and troubled, but she loved what she was doing, not to unsure herself but because life is a choice.

She knew that whatever she has choosen now will take her to where she is supposed to be. She wasnt running from her yesterday, but running toward her new life. She wanted things, so many things to surround her. She seeked out materials to surround her life. Things she used to look up the magazines for, things she used to admire, and things she used to wish for.

However, the most important thing she was left without was the "Truth". Whatever she had gained got rotten with time. She only wanted to hear what she wanted to hear- her mother wondered! My little Maria has grown up to be a totally different person. She became aggressive,angry, loud and stubborn.


"The dress you stitched when i was 4 doesnt fits me anymore, she told her mother!