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I don't know who I am, but I know the person I want to become. I want to be rich, like mother teresa's heart of gold, like the iridiscent colours in sunshine-eyes. I want to be poor, like the beggar who appreciates any scrap of food, like the bankrupt who eventually learns to count his blessings. I want to be quiet. Like the introvert who wishes she wasn't so, like the girl who meets her boyfriend's parents for the first time. I want to be loud, like the drunkard who casually spits out truth, like the pounding club music that makes my head hurt. I want to be nothing, like how the girl who doesn't belong anywhere is treated, like how a guy who's afraid of commitment denies your relationship. I want to be everything. Like the atoms our entire physical world is constructed out of, like the girl who's your first pill of the morning and last of the night. I want to be weak, like professor xavier, who's too kind for his own good and can't walk. like the flimsy piece of paper that caused your paper cut. I want to be strong, like professor xavier, who can control people with his mind, like how it feels to be reminded that you're needed and loved. I want to be a bundle of contradictions. Rich yet poor, quiet yet loud, everything but nothing, weak but strong. Well, maybe I don't. Or maybe I already am.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC
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I don't know who I am, but I know the person I want to become. I want to be rich, like mother teresa's heart of gold, like the iridiscent colours in sunshine-eyes. I want to be poor, like the beggar who appreciates any scrap of food, like the bankrupt who eventually learns to count his blessings. I want to be quiet. Like the introvert who wishes she wasn't so, like the girl who meets her boyfriend's parents for the first time. I want to be loud, like the drunkard who casually spits out truth, like the pounding club music that makes my head hurt. I want to be nothing, like how the girl who doesn't belong anywhere is treated, like how a guy who's afraid of commitment denies your relationship. I want to be everything. Like the atoms our entire physical world is constructed out of, like the girl who's your first pill of the morning and last of the night. I want to be weak, like professor xavier, who's too kind for his own good and can't walk. like the flimsy piece of paper that caused your paper cut. I want to be strong, like professor xavier, who can control people with his mind, like how it feels to be reminded that you're needed and loved. I want to be a bundle of contradictions. Rich yet poor, quiet yet loud, everything but nothing, weak but strong. Well, maybe I don't. Or maybe I already am.
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fisharedrowning
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 3:11 AM UTC
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