Written while listening to Contortionist by Sylvia Daley.
This world tries to fit everyone in a box…and tries to make you feel smaller…so I am going to break the preception…I deserve a stage…I demand an audience…When my thoughts are wandering…and I can’t seem to get a grip…when this world is slipping through my fingers…
That is when I make my debut…when the world wonders what act is next…that is when my time to appear is…the star of the show…are you not entertained…when someone explodes on the scene…when you thought the night was over…when you thought it was time to call it a night…
Bigger than my thoughts…tired of my shadows being bigger…brighter than my darkest secrets…trying to start something…when others thought it was just the end…I will step up and glow in the spotlight…Even if it’s not what I’m used to…doesn’t mean I don’t have a chance…
Like the stage…has bright lights…sometimes I get distracted…if my ADHD has its way…but I always seem to circle back…and when I get knocked down…I get back up…and when I get destroyed…I come back a stronger version of myself…when things are hard…when things seem over…they are just beginning…