Lately it feels as if I am a record stuck on repeat. Saying and doing the same things. Mostly I feel as if I'm letting these chains of insecurities hold me against the harsh, brittle truth of who I really am.
I hold the key in the palms of my hands, the knowledge to tear the chains apart and properly dispose of them forever. I want the world to know that I am here. Even if its just a little piece of the world, I want someone to remember me long after the sun has faded and the night is here to stay. To remember the kind of heart I once had before my mind has forgotten all those who held a small part of it.
There is no possibility of living forever even with fame and fortune, just like time heals old wounds, the legacy fades as well. All I can ever ask for is that someone remembers me for who I am not the spot that could have been vacant for all they care. It doesn't have to last forever.
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