Nothing. If I wanted, I could go outside and run and run and run and not look back. I could get up and just leave or in the middle of a library I could scream and cause a fit, if I really wanted to. Or I could get up right now, go outside, run up to a guy and kiss him - any guy. It's the same for things like school where if I wanted to I could have actually passed some of my gcses instead of following the crowd. I could easily lose weight if I set my mind to it, but why? Because who's stopping you? YOURSELF. Your fear of not being good enough, your fear that people mightn't like you for trying to do something out there that's different. That's what I hate about society, ye idea that you have to follow the trends and do's and don'ts. You can do what you want, be who you want, love who you want. Because in the end, if you succeed all the failures in life, the ones who judged you for stepping out here and making a change, will suck up to you. Who cares if you fail? Stand up and try again, the only person in the end stopping you is you.
I am forever guilty of judging people and making people feel like they shouldn't do something or wear what they want etc. Sometimes I'm completely oblivious and I probably make people feel shit, so I make a vow to not judge people as I hate being judged myself, you can't expect to see a change in the world if you don't start with yourself.
Be happy and do you.
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Four Seasons Growing Inside Me
PoesíaThis is just a jumble of writing, poetry, self help, rolled into a little thing I'd like to call Four Seasons Growing Inside Me
