Im writing this directly from me to you - it couldn't come faster from my heart.
A quasi kindred spirit though we are in every sense so apart.
You dont know me but I feel like I know you.
So innocent yet so battered and blue
This big wide world is trying its best to swallow you
Trap you into a statistic and never nourish you
Keep you longing by a window and never encourage you
and I just want to give you a hug...
So innocent yet so battered and blue
This big wide world is trying its best to swallow you
Trap you into a statistic and never nourish you
Keep you longing by a window and never encourage you
and I just want to give you a hug...
I too am a kite that a bad decision had almost hindered my flight. In so few words, I feel for you.
Cry on my shoulder and vent about realities tough love. I could be there to listen.
But you have to know better.
You cant run away from life's reality forever. You cant defeat the inevitable no matter how clever - chasing boys instead of chasing books will leave you on the hook for things bigger than you could have ever imagined. I bet your beginning to grasp the possibilities following such an endless white rabbit down a bottomless hole can have. You dont want to be hopeless, lost in his habitual wonderland...
So many have never come out.
You cant run away from life's reality forever. You cant defeat the inevitable no matter how clever - chasing boys instead of chasing books will leave you on the hook for things bigger than you could have ever imagined. I bet your beginning to grasp the possibilities following such an endless white rabbit down a bottomless hole can have. You dont want to be hopeless, lost in his habitual wonderland...
So many have never come out.
Take this with all the love and concern an absolute stranger can have for another - I do mean well. I have sisters your age and for them to be you, now, makes my tears swell. I wonder where your thoughts are chasing you now... please, just stay. Nothing good has come from tackling the world your way.
It all seemed so cool, Im sure - fleeing in the night, dismissing those who care about your true light to be with one who would leave you should he like. Think: where is he now? Smoking god knows in back alleys, hanging with who knows and they perpetuate the scene. Believe me pobre chica, mama always said nothing good happens after midnight - especially in the streets of Santa Ana. But I think you may see that now...maybe. Maybe.
Princesa. The world is yours; should you want it enough to have it. Take it. Dont let your life and your will be steered by others who want nothing for you...but everything from you. Alas, right now, you may not have anything else to give but the rest of your life to gain. Take it....I only wish you knew your not alone. No. Your simply in a test and I pray you make it to the other side...wheres there is a hope and possibility. Nothing, es impossible. Countless women have trudged to pave your way. Keep pushing. Cry when you need to. And push. Breath when you need to. But push. Fight when you have to push push push to acheive what some may not think is in your future. Princesa...I dont know you and yet I know your boundless. You should too.
It all seemed so cool, Im sure - fleeing in the night, dismissing those who care about your true light to be with one who would leave you should he like. Think: where is he now? Smoking god knows in back alleys, hanging with who knows and they perpetuate the scene. Believe me pobre chica, mama always said nothing good happens after midnight - especially in the streets of Santa Ana. But I think you may see that now...maybe. Maybe.
Princesa. The world is yours; should you want it enough to have it. Take it. Dont let your life and your will be steered by others who want nothing for you...but everything from you. Alas, right now, you may not have anything else to give but the rest of your life to gain. Take it....I only wish you knew your not alone. No. Your simply in a test and I pray you make it to the other side...wheres there is a hope and possibility. Nothing, es impossible. Countless women have trudged to pave your way. Keep pushing. Cry when you need to. And push. Breath when you need to. But push. Fight when you have to push push push to acheive what some may not think is in your future. Princesa...I dont know you and yet I know your boundless. You should too.
And I just want to give you a hug.
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