
- on growing up -
Once upon a time, a water faerie dreamt, of wonders, of rainbows and, of stars.
she saw a rainbow, and caught a star, the brightest of them all.
upon that star, a wish she made.
then, a beautiful tune heard she, from the woods.
and there, in the enchanted forest, begins her adventures...
today little water fairy felt a little restrained by the human mind.
some people clearly have what it takes to lead but are not ready.
some leaders mind too much what others think, some cared too little.
too tired.
to say much.
need some rest.
last lap. how many are there again?
so many things i want to do. but time just doesn't play along.
i am picturing a big comfortable, thick soft layer of mattress and falling into a deep deep slumber on it, dreaming of a land faraway with everything i love. i would run barefooted on endless fields blooming with flowers of all colours. i would stroll through jungles filled with tall trees and swinging branches, with forest animals. i would swim in the clearest springs. i would weave through fishes in the ocean. i would sing and dance on top of mountain tops and look down. and when night falls, i would lie on the same patch of grassfields to gaze at the stars, every single one of them and make out their constellations. then i would dream again.


like sometimes you have to stop yourself and draw the line until you are sure the level of comfort is there for the other person. even though you know most part of the story and the person also probably knows you know too. there's always a better topic, especially when you are trying to care for someone you are not exactly very close to.
all in all, being alone is definitely a way to find peace for the water fairy :)
be blatant for once.
hear it from a fish. bloopsz.
aren't children always happy
its only when she's left to her own private space,
a play of feelings. a play of perspectives.
times where i feel perfectly wonderful to be by myself.
amidst the hustle and bustle of friends around me,
a castle built in the clouds can either be an empty thought or one in which admission is strictly by invitation.