Thursday, December 13, 2012

This is me.

    Being as unoriginal as I am, the title of this post just came to me. I know, you're impressed. I'm just a teenage girl, trying to find a place in this world. Just kidding, that's too cliche, even for me. Alright, so if you're reading this, and just need to know the name of the fantastic writer behind the magic, call me Mat.

    I was born in a boring town, not too big, not too small. Then, when I was eight years old, we moved. I was obviously just heart broken, the perfect princess I was. I just couldn't comprehend why daddy would make me leave my friends and family. Now, I obviously know that when someone needs a stable job to provide for their family, they'll do anything to get just that; I love my dad for this. I've made memorable friendships, and people that have impacted my life greatly.

    Though, I love it here, and I'm not just dying to go make something of myself in The Big Apple, I do crave something. I feel like, there's something inside of me, desperately attempting to claw it's way out. I have style, class, and creativity that is horribly difficult to portray in high school. They say high school's the time to try new things, before you're too old, and it's too late. At first, I thought this to be true, until my mom didn't let me try gymnastics. What I'm trying to say, is high school limits you. It forces your mind, and personality to reach a halt. Now, I'm not saying be someone you're not; if you are confident enough to be 100% yourself, go for it. Though, for me, I not only listen skeptically, but take to heart, every word that someone expresses of me. Some parts of me, wants to keep this blog a secret, because I fear of people seeing me exposed, as my true self. Another side of my brain, is screaming "LET ME OUT". It wants so badly to be heard. This, all comes back to limits, high school, and being yourself. I let other people get to me, I let them dig their thoughts, and judgements deep inside me, past my skull and into my brain, through my chest, and buried in my heart.

    I wish, for my own well being, that someday, I will be born. Reborn even, into my true self. To show the world, what I can do, how I can make a difference. If I start living my life, instead of letting others steer me into the wrong paths, I believe, I will start becoming a better being of who I am, and who I wish to be.