To Me of Younger Years

Be brave. Be strong.

You never needed to belong.

You have enjoyed the right things in life

And lived the right fantasies.

Life is a video game you never wanted to play,

But you played it anyway.

Not in a right way,

But look where you are now.

You are happy right?


Other people’s happiness are not your own.

You think it is,

But trust your own journey.

Do not be swayed by the small talk,

because it is just that, small talk.

They are the ugly marks

In a map of no directions

Where your choices alone you must

Follow and are responsible for.


Try to stand up. Try to do something big.

You seem to be made of a million

Beautiful threads woven into

A fine fabric called your soul

Of which people wish to wear over their heads.

I do not wish you to regret the fear that shrivelled

The threads for it is a shrivelling

That you must unshrivel to don

Up a greater, stronger weave.


You have made the right choices

And lived up to the worthwhile mistakes.

I could have wished for a better life

But I could not wish for another you.

For this Ebook prompt:

Sure, you turned out pretty good, but is there anything you wish had been different about your childhood? If you have kids, is there anything you wish were different for them?

I just wish that my family didn’t collapse under stress a decade ago. I would not have ruined all my friendships (and lost faith in such bonds) if it weren’t for those moments.


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