"They say beauty is everything
But to me, a beautiful face without a beautiful mind is like a city
Breathtaking and wonderful to look at
But once you get to know it, it becomes boring and dull
And you begin to realize that things aren’t as they seem
A place that seems so brilliant, can hold some of the most deadly things
That’s why when people seem to envy you, I don’t
Because while your face is lovely, your city is crumbling down."
Imagine walking on the beach at 11pm with your significant other, two warm and delicate souls, and while you wrap your arms around each other, you feel completely safe knowing that everything in life, after all, is going to be okay.
You know how I said I never thought I’d grow old? Its because I never wanted to. I couldn’t escape the fear of not living up to potential. When you’re young and you’re good at something no one ever questions how good. But as you grow up, everybody has expectations of how far you’ll go. You get drowned by a sea of people that are better than you. And you get so hounded for not being good enough that you just can’t take it anymore. I feel like everywhere I go its impossible to impress or even just satisfy people. And everyone else is getting rewarded because they’re either better or people don’t expect them to be as good so when they’re just average they’re perceived to be better than you. I miss out both ways. So I’m stuck in the middle and its bringing me down. Every day I try to change this, but I’m still here and I’m running out of tomorrows.