Being Someone Else.
Sometimes I wake up, Void, empty inside, My subconscious very absent, I feel the need to hide. It's on these days I wish, I was somebody new, Somebody very different, And that I had a clue.
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Sometimes I wake up, Void, empty inside, My subconscious very absent, I feel the need to hide. It's on these days I wish, I was somebody new, Somebody very different, And that I had a clue.
B eauty hidden under wraps. E verybody hides an angel. C ocoons flake then collapse. O pen up, true self enabled. M oving on and embracing new. I t's part of life, right on cue.
A world inside a bubble. Protected from life, Claimed as your own, But without the the undesirable pain and suffering. Your world based on a lie of a reality of your choosing.
I was sitting, looking at myself in the mirror this morning and asking myself that question. So who actually am I.
Did you know that every step we take, Every move we make, Every breath we breathe, Everything we achieve, Is for nothing.... No surely it must mean something.
Seven billion people And yet I'm on my own Wondering if you're out there Or I'll always be alone I've never quite succeeded In love, that much is true I long for just another chance To fall in love...
Dancing, Prancing, Letting go, Of all your worries, Sadness and woe, Come, Follow me, Paddle, In the sea, Painting flowers, On our faces, Discover, New places, All, Because we can, Who cares. Not me.
Drops of salted water, Travel slowly down my cheek, I cry silently, For no one has to speak. So this is what it feels like, To have no friends at all, To be alone forever, No one has to know.
For years you fight. Against everyone. Every moment, every situation is a battlefield.
The world is a big place, waiting to be explored,. So many routes; which one to take,. with choices like open doors,. You have to climb the tree of life,. Strong branches make things right,.
Always wonder why it's always the 'Face' value. What about what's inside of you. What about the soul. In the dead of the night she seeks her heart. Her mind, her soul, her missing part.
I was strolling through life Just trying to get a grip Slipping further away from sanity Hurling myself to deep despair I knew what I wanted Not a clue how to get it Memories were just...
Walking to nowhere, Come on, follow me, Traipse through the streets, Who knows what we'll see. My head's in the clouds, My thoughts all around, Walking to nowhere, Hey, look what I've found.
I switch my mind off. To all that is tough. To all that is wrong. I won't be gone for too long. Lost in memories of times past. What's left of me will outlast. This stormy ship I sail upon.
Looking beyond the pain. Over the rocky hills in the rain. I see a glimmer of hope. Lassoing it with my rope. Looking beyond the fear. Through cloudy seas of tears. I see a sparkle of trust.
Today I realised something, And I had a change of heart.
Be yourself. Why do people copy each other. If your saying something and another person disagrees after why do you say "ok yeah your right" without thinking.
So I went to the doctor With this numbness. He showed me scalp And little interest. 'what seems to be The trouble, Mr. ----' He said, to the rhythm Of his scritching pen. 'I can't feel my..
Whenever I'm inspired I pen a little note, And read through all the words that I have somehow wrote.
When I first joined Opuss I thought I had to write for other people. At the time the first story I wrote was @puffy1980's prequel almost to 'Stan'.
The usual way of life for a high schooler, Is to choose an attitude common Encompassing all those things which the others may like And sticking with those friends for all time.
Just another cloud in the sky, It there really any point in asking why. You only see me when I'm the only one around, Lost in a crowd, just another pebble on the ground.
I cut my hair, Change its colour, Red, blonde perhaps blue, Maybe get a tattoo. New job, New car, New country, Just trying to find me.
Life is so short, You've got to live it, Time moves so fast, You've got to fill it, Sometime life passes you by, You've missed so much, And you don't know why, But there's so much, But there's still...