Jan 97~ tick tock

The clock ticks. Tick tock. Tick tock. My life is wasting away. I am nothing. I am everything. Hold me close. Stay away. I stare into the heavens to witness the twinkling of stars as I wish I too were among them. A star-hearted princess, as one sweet soul has deemed me. I only wish I were one, a royal beauty breaking the light of the moon goddess. A beautiful sight for all the world to see and admire. Yet is that what I really want? Or do I wish just to be a star-hearted princess for only those who discover my beauty,my talent, my love? Perhaps I just wish to exist in a world where nothing is ugly, therefore I could only be beautiful. instead of just me. Ah to have beautiful dreams. They take away the harsh edges of reality, where I am just me, nothing exciting or spectacular. Just me. But in dreams I am all, a star-hearted princess, a moon goddess, the beauty on the balcony, seducing romeo from afar. I can be everything. I can be all. No limites, no cares, no harmful words, no insecurities or lack of self-esteem