Friday, 20 July 2012

When I Grow Up


When I grow up I want to be an explorer. I want to go where no human has been, see the wonders of the world in the silence of myself. I want to touch the Pacific Ocean with my finger tips and graze my feet on the rainforest floors. I want the sun to blind me so all I can’t see is light. 

When I grow up I want to be a politician, I want to give hope to the hopeless and deliver truth in my words. I want to create a world where there is no such thing as a hungry child or a mass grave. No amount of money will corrupt me and I won’t sleep until my work is done. 

When I grow up I want to be a film star. I want to wear the dresses and cry in front of millions on the silver screen. I want the whole world to feel the pain of the character I am playing. I want to be able to make people forget for a while about the pain they feel every day. I want my imperfections to show little girls that imperfection is beauty and imperfection is success. 

When I grow up I want to be a painter. I want to find my muse and give it every inch of my soul until it kills me. I want to be covered in oil paints and my fingernails to be permanently stained in black charcoal. 

When I grow up I want to be a beast, hiding in the dark. I want to find the beauty in everything but not myself. 

When I grow up I want to be a bird, I want to dance in the light and let the sun shine off my wings as I soar. I want to be a symbol of freedom.

When I grow up I want to be happy.

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