1/29/05

FREEDOM YET MINE

I thought after I'm done with school I can live life normally like most young adults do. But hell I'm wrong again. 22years I've been serving you without complains and still the freedom I ask of you, you still wouldn't give. Every step I take you took note of it, every breath I breathe, you counted it all, and everything I do, you set a trap in all of them. I should have run away while I can, but that's lying to myself because that ain't me at all. I face every challenges there is in this world and I sure won't give up the fight on this one. But I'm getting very tired already. Tired of living the life, most of the young people ever dreamt of having.

Yeah, I knew from the moment I learned how to recite my abc's by heart, that things aren't going to be easy. And for sure, all eyes are going to watch me, rooting for me to fail.. "this rich, spoiled but good girl" ..if she's ever going to screw up her life. And oh who guessed, I did. Too much pressure, I had enough! Too much bodyguards watching my every move, I can't stand it so I tripped and fell! Then above it all, I hear their voices screaming mad at me, roaring like lions gone wild. And behind those, I can also hear the laughing hyenas, those wanting me to fail, had succeeded.

I'm worser than Cindrella's curfew, I'm worser than the president's daughter, and I'm worser because I am but, supposed to be, a normal girl trying to taste what life has to offer and yet some fairytale and political issue was compared to my life. But in a little town called Lilo, they are one of the respected people around, and I, being their fruit, has to deal with all of these. Now, knowing these, who the hell would want to be in my shoes right now? Don't worry, this is the life I chose to live, and so this is mine.

Now, now that I'm done with one of the few accomplishments in my life, I began to hear the drowning laughs fading and fading in the distance, they are devastated for I survived the fight, one of many that I still have to tackle and face. I'm still thirsty for my freedom, even just a drop would be fine but this is yet another story to be told. I'm sure the hyenas will come hunting me again and the lions will keep pressuring me, but I'm not a about to give up. I'm tired but this is an unending battle and I'm not giving up, not now.. not ever.

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