The alarm rings.
You groan and wake up.
You remember your name, you remember your aim.
Then you remember why you had cried yourself to sleep last night.
You groan again.
You get out of bed. Your dog follows your heel and licks your feet at every chance he gets; you feel good.
You go in front of the mirror. You can see the ugly face of insecurity and jealousy, you can see darkness in the smudged mascara and out of place hair. You want to break the mirror- you don't. You never do anything you want to. Why? You're too scared of what will be the outcome. You're too scared of the hurt it will bring to you. You're too scared to lose those very few who love you; you're clinging on to them with all your might. You're not alone, but you feel lonely. You're not a coward, but you feel afraid. You want to smile, you want to be happy. This is the story of your life, but you promise to stand strong and hide it all behind that smile.
You close your eyes and take a deep breath.
You look into the mirror again. You smile. You can see the beautiful face of strength and dignity. You wash your face. Now your face is shining with a new hope of a better today. You go out of the bathroom. You want to have some nice strong coffee. You do. No, you will not have the green tea which will be healthy for you, you will have the nice strong coffee. Why? Because you want to. You are not scared of tomorrow. You want to live for today. You pick up your dog and kiss his wet nose and wish the sky a good morning. You pick up your phone and tell every special person that he is special. You're lonely, but you're not alone. You feel afraid, but you're not a coward. Life is not perfect, you're not perfect, but you're smiling and you're happy. Not ecstatic, but you're happy- in the hope of having a better today and a perfect tomorrow. This is the story of your life because you promise to stand strong and ignore everything and wear that smile.
Because a smile is a messenger from the angels of happiness, strength and hope.
Queen of Blah smiling off. :)
You groan and wake up.
You remember your name, you remember your aim.
Then you remember why you had cried yourself to sleep last night.
You groan again.
You get out of bed. Your dog follows your heel and licks your feet at every chance he gets; you feel good.
You go in front of the mirror. You can see the ugly face of insecurity and jealousy, you can see darkness in the smudged mascara and out of place hair. You want to break the mirror- you don't. You never do anything you want to. Why? You're too scared of what will be the outcome. You're too scared of the hurt it will bring to you. You're too scared to lose those very few who love you; you're clinging on to them with all your might. You're not alone, but you feel lonely. You're not a coward, but you feel afraid. You want to smile, you want to be happy. This is the story of your life, but you promise to stand strong and hide it all behind that smile.
You close your eyes and take a deep breath.
You look into the mirror again. You smile. You can see the beautiful face of strength and dignity. You wash your face. Now your face is shining with a new hope of a better today. You go out of the bathroom. You want to have some nice strong coffee. You do. No, you will not have the green tea which will be healthy for you, you will have the nice strong coffee. Why? Because you want to. You are not scared of tomorrow. You want to live for today. You pick up your dog and kiss his wet nose and wish the sky a good morning. You pick up your phone and tell every special person that he is special. You're lonely, but you're not alone. You feel afraid, but you're not a coward. Life is not perfect, you're not perfect, but you're smiling and you're happy. Not ecstatic, but you're happy- in the hope of having a better today and a perfect tomorrow. This is the story of your life because you promise to stand strong and ignore everything and wear that smile.
Because a smile is a messenger from the angels of happiness, strength and hope.
Queen of Blah smiling off. :)
8 thoughts on “You're smiling. You're alive. :) ”
Mesmerizing.
I bow low-
To the Queen of Blah. To her talent"s".
:')
Rashaad Karim, aw, stop it, you. :'> LOL. Thanks a ton! :)
:)
This is soo good! So relatabld and moving. Keep it up!!!!
Thank you!! ^.^
Good stuff :) But your earlier blogs were better imho
Thanks. Will keep in mind. :)
Become a writer. You'll do better than Taylor Swift. xD
Beautifully written. :')
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