Wallflower
Why can’t we be still? 
Why can’t we be quiet? 
I'm told I'm strong for getting through the things I did, but was I not strong when it was happening? 
i have to compete,
i have to be worthy,
I have to go the extra mile to be seen as capable and great.
but can that greatness not be achieved simply for being me,
for being still,
for being quiet. 
I am great because I am alive. I am experiencing this life which is so rare and so precious. 
I am great because I was given the opportunity to experience and savour each small moment, each second, each person. 
Why is it that this isn’t understood? 
i must be working,
i must be thinking,
I must be burning myself out to the core to be great in this life. 
this isn’t how life should be lived.