I have never intended to be like everyone else.
I accepted long time ago that I am the weird type.
I am the one who thinks too much.
I am the one who feels.
I am the one who speak about how I feel.
I am the one who is weak sometimes.
I am the one who is powerful but is afraid of being it.
I am the one who knows what to do but is full of insecurities sometimes.
I am the one who believes and dream.
I am the queer.
I am the weird.
I am the stranger.
I am the sentimentalist.
I am the humanitarian.
I am the one who doesn't know.
I am who loves.
I am who gives.
I am who expects.
I am who wants.
I am who dreams.
I am who feels.
I am who breaks.
I am who gets up.
I am the lover.
I am the single.
I am the complicated.
I am the simple.
I am the one.
I am the second.
I am the one who is misunderstood.
I am the rebel.
I am the black sheep.
I am the queer.
I am the sinner.
I am the label.
I am.
I have been.
I was.
I have done.
I will.
I feel.
I love.
I cry.
I smile.
I
I am part of the ones who will always be misunderstood.
I am part of the ones who feel much or that is open about it.
I am part of those who feel hopeless sometimes.
I am part of those who don't believe in their own power sometimes.
I am the one who is afraid to assimilate and to embrace the power that lives within himself.
I wonder.
I think.
I daydream.
I fear.
I love.
I hate.
I want to love.
I love.
I have loved.
I have been broken.
I might be cracked.
I have scars.
I was hurt.
I have been in pain.
I read.
I write.
I create.
I envision.
I ...don't know.
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Saturday, March 28, 2015
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
New York City
New York Nights.
We have to remain positives.
Sometimes I was eager but afraid to get out from my comfort zone.
I was acting stupid.
Getting out from it was the most exciting and scariest until now.
You grow so much in every aspect of your life.
You stop wasting time in things and people who aren't worth it. And you learn what is it worth enough your time.
It will hurt until you think you can't take more.
You will learn to take more pain and to keep walking.
You will walk and you might want to stop.
You won't stop, you will fall but you will get up.
Because you learn that either you keep on walking or you won't go anywhere.
You'll be alone.
Ironic this thing of being alone in a city of millions.
But you learn that every mind is a different world.
Every head is an universe.
A dimension.
A different reality.
And you learn that in your world, that in your universe and in your reality.
You must be your religion and your worship.
Because before anything or anyone else.
You just got you.
And without you, you wouldn't be here today and wouldn't keep going.
You realize of your potential.
You learn to acknowledge yourself.
And you believe in yourself.
You have to!
Because you are your own source of motivation and energy.
Motivation from other comes after your own.
You create, you change, you become.
Not only happens in NYC, but I guess it only happens when you are out there on your own.
Any city, any tough city will make you grow and it will hurt.
But is good.
You are not deat. Keep walking.
City of dreams..
#Dreamers #NoteToMySelf
#NewYorklife #NewYorkCity #BrooklynBridge #ManhattanSkyline #Manhattan
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