April 5th
Like a dandelion by the roadside, I often felt overlooked and unnoticed.
My dreams and ambitions, as delicate as the flowers of this inconspicuous little plant, blossomed silently in the stillness of my being.
But as the world flitted past me, no one seemed to recognise my worth.
I felt like this dandelion whose beauty is overlooked by many.
The colours of my uniqueness and depth were overshadowed by the loud splendour of the surrounding flowers.
Amidst the crowds, I stood there, firmly rooted but often overlooked by the winds of society. My thoughts and dreams were like the light seeds of the dandelion, ready to float through the air and find new paths. But people did not see the lightness of my being, only the inconspicuous roadside where I stood.
Nevertheless, I found a certain grace in my invisibility. Like the dandelion, I continued to blossom, my ideas and visions like seeds waiting to be carried out into the world.
But loneliness gnawed at me and the lack of recognition became a heavy burden.
Over time, this burden became unbearable.
My dreams withered like dried flowers and the seeds of my hopes were blown away by the wind of disappointment. The roadside, which was once my place of strength, became a symbol of my lonely defeat.
The city forgot me, the roadside dandelion that had once hoped in vain for recognition.
My story ended not in a triumphant change or an inspiring departure, but in the silence of my invisibility as the world continued to pass me by...
(Deborah, 17)
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When Life hugged me
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