Listen to me. Now.

in #writing7 years ago

No matter how strong her words were; no matter how brilliant her ideas are,surprisingly, she found it hard to make people listen, to her in particular. She kept thinking to herself, that maybe, just maybe she was not meant to lead, even though she wanted for people more than she ever wanted for herself.

No matter how hard he worked; no matter what he knew about this and that, he found it hard to make something. He keep thinking to himself, that maybe, just maybe he was not meant to do something, even though he wanted to do for the world more than he wanted to do for himself.

“I am not as bright as i thought i was; I am not as smart as i think i am, maybe i am just a clever, good for nothing person, who wants to do more than he is capable of and will end up doing nothing.
I don't want to end up forgotten.”they said,
“I want more than one could or should have, i want and i want, but i will end up empty inside and out, alone, and broken, more broken than i am now.
What should i do? What should i do? ”