I truly try to be this light breath of feathers that glides through life simply enjoying it.
But honestly, I don’t think I´ll ever be.
I am chaos, I am calm, I am everything in between.
I have ambitions and no resilience to reach them.
I have feelings that I don’t understand and that hit me to ground.
I have love, hate, joy, regret, and all the other companions.
And some days I have everything and feel nothing.
And maybe that’s okay
Maybe I am supposed to be this huge rock, that gets stuck at every corner of life, because it’s trying to get ahead too fast.
Maybe one day I´ll at least be a pebble stone instead.
