At Eighteen

// errors, mistakes, & growth //

From the very beginning, I refused to acknowledge the voice that's been begging...

...for freedom, for errors, for failures.

All, I refused to listen.

Thought of being cloth with ignorance, I didn't give myself enough rooms to make errors. Everything will always be planned, I'll work hard to avoid regrets, I'll make sure everything will go with accordance to my plans.

But little did I know that soon enough I will be chased by my fears...

By fears of not trying...
By fears of failing...
By fears of not pursuing myself....

And here I am, being chased down by my own regrets, losing who I really am.

I have been always in a dark room without mistakes, without errors, but...

the room has been empty.

And I would rather be in a room full of mistakes and errors of trying than being in a room that's empty for not risking hard.

And now, I realized...

At eighteen, I want to be out of this dark room that's been outgrowing me and be in an adventure...

An adventure of me pursuing my own growth.

I know surely, there will be errors, there will be mistakes,

But I know there will be lessons, too.

And that's an enough reason... to risk and to try.