They say i am of rare kind.
Am i?
At the end of three years,
I'll know where i stand,
Whose by my side and whose not at hand.
Am i really the one,
everybody wants to be,
Or is it just a nightmare dressed in a daydream
They say i am of rare kind.
Well, am i?
For there were darks sides of me, sides i want no one else to see, sides i've held within me, concealed.
But on the bright side, it doesn't matter anymore.
We all change, over time and with change comes the maturity, the wise decisions and the hurtful lessons.
We all have a dark side.
That is life. This is how we learn, to become a better more matured version of ourselves. Now, you may wonder what is my dark side? What could possibly go wrong with a girl who had it all. She is blessed with loving parents. There has not been any emotional trauma nor has she ever failed in her academics. You may find this silly, but deep within, the small simple moments have a great take over her. It could be a small betrayal, a small sacrifice to achieve something yu badly wanted but you couldn't. You see, small failures, rejections were a huge turn over for her.
Sometimes small things are what make life complete.
These small things which we often neglect are the things that define us. Make us who we are.
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Very shortly, the inter-collegiate fest was happening and i couldn't be any more excited.
The inter-collegiate fest meant-
A) To go to a different college
B) Get acquainted, make new friends,
C) The endless list of competitions which,ultimately leads to FAME!!
That was it.
My goal.
My ultimatum.
My finish line.
Everybody at some point of their life have dreamt that.
To be famous is to wake up every morning knowing what its like to be yearned and looked upto.
Somehow, in the slightest of notion and the current predicament, i had a hunch that this time i could reach it.
I can feel those sparks of hope now turning to flame.. and i couldn't help but giggle at the obvious fact,
Ain't life anything but a game?
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the one that walked away
Teen FictionA girl, wanting to be accepted, to be known, fighting through the edges as she struggles to break free from these chains called 'life' for it was cursed! devoid of love and kinship. what happens when you find someone at your lowest lows and still th...
