Saturday, May 23, 2009

fight club.

i have two names. together they mean a brave and strong willed princess. my mom wanted me to be strong. and brave. and independent. and strong. she also wanted me to be a ballerina. there was no way she was getting that.

sometimes i wish my mom never wished for me to be strong. some people go through life without ever needing to be strong. or do they? sometimes, i think that everyone goes through some sort of battle... it's just different for each one of us. but sometimes, i think some people have it better and some don't.
all my life i feel like i've had to fight for things in my life. i've had to fight to keep loved ones around. i've had to fight to get by.
my job is the only thing i feel was handed out to me without so much effort. lately, i feel like it's slowly changing. i wish that i didn't have to go on battle for this. not this one. at least.
but like every other thing in my life, i have to fight if i want to keep this. i have to be brave. and strong.
but i don't want to fight. not anymore.
but how will you win if you don't fight?
but i don't want to win. i didn't know someone has to win and someone has to lose. i don't want to win. i just....
and yet it seems as though i'm always in battle.
they say, fortune favors the bold.

i say, let's see.