Collection Of Words 14: Let me be free (Written When I was 15 years old)

I was organizing my files in my laptop when I remembered about my "Literary folder" dated 2005. This folder contains all my writings from the time I learned how to express myself through words.

This specific entry entitled "Let me be free" was inspired by my high school experiences. I was hated by a lot of people and the only thing I could do back then was to write my emotions on a piece of paper.

"Let me be free"
By: Erica/Aki
Date: 2005
  

I thought everything was finally fine…but I was wrong.

I just forced my self to move on with my life carrying the wounds inside me. My tangible parts moved and go on with the flow of life but my inner crust was left behind waiting for the peace of mind to come.

The word “OKAY” is imprinted on my forehead…but as the times goes by…I realized that I’m not. My feelings didn’t change a bit. I wish it could be just a drawing on a piece of paper that can easily be erased…but these feelings are written in a permanent ink that no means of erasing could make it disappear.

I’m stuck for the zillionth time…I’m back inside my prison cell.

I can’t move on…for the reason that the tinniest hope still lives inside me. Hoping that someday…they would give me a chance to utter these emotions and let me be free at last.

 END

Today is "Friday Rush". Still sad? Yes I am. As always. I'm expecting and expecting... everyday, everyday and everyday.

Things that made me happy:
- Talking with him (No matter how short the conversations are)
- Talking with friends.
- Dinner with my mother.
- Behind the scene pictures from NATGEO.
- Banana song with a japanese kid.
- That I am HONEST.
- That I'm still alive.