Dare to live.

Time is running out. The sandglass is emptying itself, but the time that slips through our fingers now can never be retrieved again.
We stand on the sidelines watching it happen. Listening to the paroles that have been ingrained in our souls, in our minds since we were helpless children.
I dare you to stand out and live your own life far away from the usual conventions. Far away from the judging looks of the self-proclaimed elite.
Who are they to tell me what should make me happy? And yet, we are all kept in line, silenced, living in invisible shackles.
I admire those who are free. Those who live. Those who are seen as misfits, dropouts, freaks, weirdos, punks, hippies…
I could never live that way, even if I wanted to. I’ve been brainwashed into living in shame. Hiding my true colors so that society keeps on loving me.
Since my earliest years, I tried to be a rebel. But I was only ever ridiculed. The latest target I make is playing at being a writer.
Ah, but it’s water under the bridge. At least that’s what I pretend. I am not fazed by their words. It’s a hopeless lie.
As time is running out and slips through my fingers, I understand that I am who I am and only I have the power to be me.
I live a life without regrets. I try too. I know that the past can’t change, but it shaped the person I am today. All of it.
I am not perfect, not flawless. I have qualities and I have quirks. Everyone has. Now I am working on becoming my friend again.
We should stop the self-sabotaging and the undiscerning following. If we can’t see things differently, we will grow old in our stink.
And we will wonder what life could have been if we had danced when we had the chance. What life would we have had if we had taken the time to live? (July 20st, 2015)

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