The Revolution is Here.

I wonder if I'm the only one constantly bettering myself or searching for ways to be happy.

I shouldn't wonder because I KNOW I'm not.

I feel like dancing. I'm so free when I dance. And they all watch me. Can't deny it; I love their eyes. But I don't do it for them, I do it for me. Because of how I feel.

That's one thing I never lost of myself. My movement.

For some people, they can't figure out the demons in their life. I'm blessed to know mine. And last night I confronted the leader of them all. Let me tell you: it felt goooooood to get it all out there. I was fearless. I felt so strong and weak at the same time. Because I was making myself think back to the past in which I suffered the most.

I was HEARD. And that's all that matters.

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