Dearest Me.....
Dearest me…
I am proud of you.
Look at you now.
Remember how you were when young?
Afraid of growing up,
Afraid of the end.
Pondering where you will be in life.
Look at you now.
Excited to grow up.
Full of energy to go the distance.
Anxious about where you’ll be in 3, 5 or 10 years.
Aiming to make that dream of yours a reality.
But with every dream may come a nightmare.
Nightmares which you didn’t prepare for in this dream.
For the first time you felt free,
And deceived.
For the first time you were brave,
And caused accidents.
For the first time you made real friends,
And were backstabbed.
For the first time, you fell in love,
But got your heart broken, and all you wanted was the feelings to be wrenched out.
Yet the scariest of them all,
The first time you lost yourself.
And you weren’t aware how you were falling to pieces.
It was sad, seeing yourself become something that wasn’t you.
Being afraid and creating thoughts you knew weren’t real.
Growing something you never wanted inside you.
You listened to their words.
Finally feeling you belonged somewhere,
But sadly wanting out.
You took too much to handle.
But it’s okay, we are only human.
It’s okay to cry, and feel pain.
It doesn’t mean you lost.
You now realize, that you are someone.
It opens the door for growth.
So listen, and listen carefully.
Don’t follow their beat,
Don’t be another casualty to society.
Be you,
Be Stephann.
Be yourself, you who can look for the brightest side of life, even during the darkest time.
You, who always has a smile on his face.
You, whose favorite day is Monday.
And who enjoys cereal as a dessert.
Where others see a floating shirt in water and think death,
You see a bullfight, with a crowd cheering for the champion.
If you want to listen to the same song 10 times, listen to it 100 times until you get sick of it.
Who cares if your socks don’t match or if there’s a hole in them.
Who cares if someone has this or that.
Don’t worry about what others think.
Someone is not needed to make you happy.
Don’t fall prey to negative ideas.
Nor accept how everyone hurts one another
As they hide behind anger, concealing a fear conquered mind.
Don’t be like that.
Just be happy,
Find the ups in life.
Don’t face life’s battles with endless death.
Find the peace-minded joy that once was.
You have friends and family, especially him watching over you from up above.
Most important, you have yourself.
You have control of your own choices and know what makes you happy.
You are the one who makes you, me, and us.
We have a spark inside us.
Let that grow.
To the point where it won't be a spark.
No, it will become a burning flame of passion.
It will be fireworks full of passion.
We will be thousands and thousands of
Beautiful,
Magnificent
Colorful fireworks.
Pouring out joy and love.
So yes, life throws so much at us.
But don’t let it push us down.
Get up and go into the ring to show life what we are made off.
You are not alone.
It is up to you to see the end of this book.
Don’t let yourself fade as another parasite to society.
Remember this my dearest…
With Faith, there is nothing to fear,
With creativity comes freedom,
And most important,
With positivity, everything comes to play.
These values are what make you.
This is what makes us.
So at whatever time you are reading this,
Never lose yourself in the midst of life again.
Be happy with who you are and what you have.
Like someone once told you, you’ve survived this long.
You know everything you have been through.
You thought you were broken,
Rather you just walked a different path for a while.
Others view you as young or childish.
They don’t bother to see you true self.
You are a strong, confident, and bright person.
Unbreakable, no matter how many times you fall.
I am proud of you, you’ve kept your spark alight,
And made our story this long.
So never let someone,
Especially you,
Take away what you were given.
No matter where you go and what you face.
Just look up to the sky and remember….
There’s something in you.
You have a song within yourself,
That no one else has or hears.
Let it go on repeat, again and again and again.
For that is our song.
I can’t wait to see where you will go in the future
And what you’ll become.
Sincerely,
Stephann L.
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