A WORLD I USED TO BE PART OF

I remember I world I used to be part of, a world that thought me to be strong, to be bold and never to give up on my dreams no matter what, it was a world that thought me courage and determination, it gave me a heart, a heart that keeps believing when there is nothing to believe in, a dream so different from everything around me. It’s a world where satisfaction is the key word. Wish I could describe every bit of it but even my imagination cannot grasp every bit of it. It’s awesome, beautiful and sometimes I ask myself if it could ever be true, then I remember the story of a young lady who wanted to be a writer, and then she wrote and wrote until her dreams became a reality, although these dream almost slipped through her fingers, she never gave up.

Do you have a dream? Then you are just like me, still believing and looking forward to something better, then you must never give up on what you have on the inside of you, because I am not giving up on mine, I know someday my dreams will become a reality, when they do I will be right back writing and telling you how my dreams came to be.