A day long gone, I was in an inspired moment. Suddenly thoughts began running through my head. I got the nearest thing i could reach (at the time a fiery red lipstic) and wrote (on my mirror, it turned out) my words. In many ways I think these small words describes parts of what is me, and parts of what I hope one day will be. Some of it I fear, and others makes me feel awe. All done in a split second of my mind;
She Rules Them All, She Whom Will Be
Live life to the full
Dreams of true (to understand this, you must look at previous posts)
Eyes so strong, they turn fire to ice
The greater good
Hope is a string around your finger when drowning
The weapon to become
They think you are what they see you as
Honour in power
Strongness in numbers, is underestimating the few
Eyes see, tongues do not speak
In the deepest of thoughts, lies few things to be spoken of
And in the end, who can tell what it all means. It is what it appears to be, or do you underestimate them?
