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Continúa, Has publicado ago 28, 2015
Everything in life is about perspective.
The way we perceive things can determine who we are, what we do, but most of all, what we see.
A cabin boy dreaming of a clear shore won't see the sea monsters. Oh, but the sailor will, and the captain most defiantly, that's why he sails.
Just how teens perceive the world, is how the cabin boy perceives the sea.
Teenagers perceive the world differently than adults. They see the world as a shopping mall, and Daddy's credit carrd as the thing that solves all the problems. They don't think they need to go get a job or stay in school. They're in their glory days, this is their prime.
Or is it simply how they perceive it?
But still, no matter the age, we grow up. Some, skip entire phases others live in. Some can't grow up, physically or mentally.
So they perceive the world different.
Some dream of shores,
some see the monsters,
others see both.
But this isn't about monsters or saying the seven seas.
This is how I perceive it,
how I sail my ship.
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