Fighting the unbeatable foe

To fight the unbeatable foe

To run where the brave dare not go

To love pure and chaste from afar

To reach the unreachable star

We are all storytellers, that is what we are all here for.

Through flickering lights, sometimes one can get to talk to millions of people at a time, if one is lucky enough. But I would have done it on the back of a wagon in Shakespeare's times too.

I would have been in the wagon that is mentioned in Hamlet.

When you grow up in a suburb, a dream like mine may seem vagely ludacris and completely unobtainable but it is directly connected with those childhood imaginings, and for anybody who is on the downside of advantage relying purely on courage;
- it's possible.

Timers turn colored leaves

Timers turn colored leaves,

as the sun she falls.

All the birds d o tweek,

Though some spread their wings

while others never peak.

Thus, their lives remain bleak.

Follow your dream

Wear your heart on your sleeve,

Exuberance for everyone to see.
Strive for that dream to achieve,

You will be what you want to be.
Some will firmly always disbelieve,

So work towards it for and be set free.

Misty green and blue

The trivial schadenfreude running through their veins. I am giving joy to those who take pleasure in others defeat. Sometimes it is hard to tell if the decisions that I am making are emotional, which makes it difficult to determine whether they are rational. They are constructive, but destructive as those I look up to are merely logical and cannot see any logic in them. I would give up my emotionability in a heartbeat, hence I can't because an emotion inhibits me to do so. This emotion mediates the belief that I am giving up something extraordinary that I will miss and regret. See, the paradox is that the latter is an emotion as well. How can I simply trash them? How are the logical ones able to be happy? And are they even happy?

Falling for the chauvinistic

Like a father to impress
Like a mothers mourning dress
If I ever make a mess
Don't think of me less

Everything is great for one purpose or another. Still it is like arsenik, if you get too caught up in it. So in the case of school, when you do as you are told under pressure, either the outcome or mentality will be very improper.

Therefore the competative behaviour comes down to this:

It is not that you don't win, it is that you absolutely refuse to lose. I'm going for the top and at this point no hinders can stop me.

Distant lands, takes both my hands

Every time just like the last
On the ship I'm tied to the mast

Lost in my mind and lost in the world. I tread lifes path, wishing for what cannot be found or had. An all encompassing love; from mother, father, teachers or commoners. All i want is for my heart to feel whole again.

I have a peter pan complex and I am emotionally hypersensitive, artistic, intellectual and melodramatic. Furthermore, my personality type is ENFP, the advocate. My life long dream needed for all other dreams to come true has been crushed, I turned 17. My annoyingly perfect heart hurts and I don't know what to do seeing as I will never ever regain a chance to have a fulfilled sweet 16. I blame my mother and her man, an evil American psychiatrist claiming I live in a 'Rapunzel fantasy'. Their monstreous actions done indirect puts hate into my basket of usually only love. When mixed there is AMBIVALENCE. - It's their bad, yes! but NO it's actually my bad because I still love them.

A brilliant mind turned against itself

Find and plan a route, then ruthlessly execute and deliver.

Make the decision to follow your heart

and create your own world - your own way!

Untill my heart learns to see
I shall keep climbing the tree.
When bad dreams wake me
I shall crusade to simply be.

I climb and when I reach the top I'll fly

Goals are results intended to be attained that are held close to the heart of each person subjectively. Patience is required in order to reach each goal and the path towards them is frustrating and long, almost long gone. Usually a feeling of 'save me please' is experienced. A desperate craving for a knight to show up and fill my deep empty space of non-yet-accomplishments is wished for, putting me on the right easy path towards my dreams.

My dreams:

• Have the best grades in my class
• Move to America
• Attend University of California, Los Angeles
• Become a psychiatrist
• Become a famous actress
• Attend a beauty pageant
• Win the nobel price