The Loneliness Of One
Despite being surrounded by a crowd, I feel isolated. One is the lonely number, Even though I am a half of two. My footprints march through the sand, Separate and distinct from the others.
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Despite being surrounded by a crowd, I feel isolated. One is the lonely number, Even though I am a half of two. My footprints march through the sand, Separate and distinct from the others.
Open your mind, Find your voice. Or stay in the dark; Its really your choice. Put your head up, Speak out loud. Or keep your head down, Blend with the crowd. Look for inspiration, for being unique.
Is this it. Is this all.
There's a new day coming. A new song to be humming. A new way of strumming. The guitar laying on your floor. There's a new sun every day. A new moon above where you lay.
Okay, so I guess I should start by saying, I don't really know how I want my future to be like. Because I am 12, I really don't get the college/uni/sixth form/phD/Masters degree etc.
Always over thinking everything I see. Must be a reason why this or that has to be. Within minutes my minds full of multiple meaning. And always to the negative I find myself leaning.
All my life, I've been preparing myself, For success, Always striving to do my best, No distractions, Interruptions, Always keeping my focus, Then you come along, Tried to sweep me off my feet, I'm...
I was thinking that maybe we should all post our favourite poems so here's mine. IF you can keep your head when all about you. Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,.
Five years ago, she fought so hard to change the way things were. She turned her own life upside down; such determination was hers.
I'm a self confessed anti hero of love. A realist of the heart. An organ that pumps blood all day, to me has no finer art. I've never pledged an "I love you", in the closing minutes of the day.
I may seem quiet to you. But I promise I'm not. I don't always talk, and I'm not always loud. But I promise I'm fun to be around. Once you get to know me. I try to be the best I can.
All, theres this girl I know who I guess I'm mutual friends with and today she came over to where I was sitting and started crying.
A captivating melody, soaring notes, It all results in sore throats, An enthralling beat and dancing feet, Claps and cheers, My fears and the audiences numb ears, I cant sing.
Birds tweet at the peak of dawn The little girl opens her eyes and yawns. She observes the big wide world Knowing she won't always be this little girl.
There are trees out there. Just waiting to be climbed. There are words that exist. That you still haven't rhymed. There are doors that are locked. Only you possess the key to.
What is a friend. Someone there to lean on, Trustworthy and loving.
If you don't use the talents, You possess, How will anybody see, That you're the best. If you don't get on that stage, And preform like a superstar, How will you enjoy life, Or go far.
Life is good, If you live it well. Make sure you do, Or you'll go to hell. Only joking, That's not true. But if you live it well, You'll feel brand new. If your bad, If your sad, We'll take your hand.
"What's this called?",You may ask, Happiness, of course, and this is genuine, I wear no mask. My joy pours throughout me, I get my happiness from no flask.
IT'S ME AGAIN. YOUR RESIDENT RAMBLER. THIS TOPIC. THE FUTURE. 1) Fact: I am terrified of the future. It's weird to think that every single decision I take now affects my future.
For those who want to sing. But they do not possess the "voice". For those who want to be happy. But find no reason to rejoice. For those who have great stories. But the paper just stays blank.
If you fall I shall catch you. If you're hurt I'll heal your wounds. When you cry I'll dry your tears. When the world has shut you out I'll welcome you in. When you laugh I'll laugh with you.
I started something crazy today; Writing letters to myself, because I want to always remember who I am, know myself better, and hopefully improve my writing skills, as in books, that is actually how...
Have you ever just paused, stopped to consider life. Stopped to consider how lucky we are that we are still alive. Ever thought what have I ever done to deserve such a life with such good friends.