From her eyes ~
Dear Sandy,
Today I wrote one big letter, supposedly it was from a misfortunate girl. I wrote inside the need to breath in reality again into my dreams. The Hope of so many nights to meet you in person was not enough to bring you in real, to my life.
I am today, who I am, walking in an endless road paved with patience and trust. I know my words sound so vague, but when you come to see me next time you will be proud!
She was always the kind of girl you will consider calm and quiet. She had hopes of endless dreams. She dreamt, and thats when she felt she could be bigger, even happier. She wondered, this is where she felt she was something, other than the routine she handled.
She knew, life has another angle to consider. Another perspective is hiding somewhere on the edge of her mind. Anything but the normal, she always recalled and prayed from her heart. She escaped the oppression by voicing out, every now and then. She remembered she will battle till there is no beat in her small heart.
Away from the oppression or even the demonic culture she lived in, she shouted! Life to her was another battle she will take on, other than, the loaf of bread she would fight for. Every morning she woke up from her mother's voice, to bring some food to the table.
On a land filled with treasures, demons dance on people's corpses. From where she usually walks to school, blood and daggers were everywhere she could see. Battling for her soul was one primary chore she will keep up with!
She kept her words this time, prayed to the lord, that with all of her, she will battle, to be something, someone her family will be proud of.
Dear World,
Save humanity~!
Today I wrote one big letter, supposedly it was from a misfortunate girl. I wrote inside the need to breath in reality again into my dreams. The Hope of so many nights to meet you in person was not enough to bring you in real, to my life.
I am today, who I am, walking in an endless road paved with patience and trust. I know my words sound so vague, but when you come to see me next time you will be proud!
She was always the kind of girl you will consider calm and quiet. She had hopes of endless dreams. She dreamt, and thats when she felt she could be bigger, even happier. She wondered, this is where she felt she was something, other than the routine she handled.
She knew, life has another angle to consider. Another perspective is hiding somewhere on the edge of her mind. Anything but the normal, she always recalled and prayed from her heart. She escaped the oppression by voicing out, every now and then. She remembered she will battle till there is no beat in her small heart.
Away from the oppression or even the demonic culture she lived in, she shouted! Life to her was another battle she will take on, other than, the loaf of bread she would fight for. Every morning she woke up from her mother's voice, to bring some food to the table.
On a land filled with treasures, demons dance on people's corpses. From where she usually walks to school, blood and daggers were everywhere she could see. Battling for her soul was one primary chore she will keep up with!
She kept her words this time, prayed to the lord, that with all of her, she will battle, to be something, someone her family will be proud of.
Dear World,
Save humanity~!
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