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.