Patches and Pieces
Ever since you were young,
everyone saw it.
That sparkle in your eye, the amusement in your innocent smile, infectious laughter. Carefree and bold, running fast and free with the world at the raspberry stained tips of your fingers.
Everyone adored it.
Through the middle school years, you remained uninfluenced, a butterfly whose wings felt cramped but nevertheless used the space wisely. Continuing to shine, sailing on the praise and appreciation from others. Feeling free and true to yourself, confidence bursting through that slightly crooked smile.
Everyone admired it.
High school came, a time for change and development. You lit up a room with your sparkling, warm brown eyes. Surrounded by a new environment, new people, new expectations. The determination and passion you possessed was appealing to your peers and mentors, ensuring your success from the start.
Everyone wanted it.
And now you spread yourself paper thin, your time and effort. 100% spent daily, yet never meeting demands. The drive dwindles, the sparkle fades, the smile becomes forced because, with all this 'new', this is the new normal. Everybody just wants and wants and wants constantly. Patches and pieces of an unbalanced lifestyle, remaining goals and dreams are what hold together all that remains.
Everyone took it.
This time its you who takes control, revaluating your priorities and decisions. It's shocking to you how you've allowed things to spiral out of control, transforming yourself into an unrecognizeable surrogate. There's no time to look back, only to look now and to look forward. Your tarnished traits still ring true despite their overuse or surpression. Eventually the sparkle returns, powered by the motivation of inspiration. At last, with such brilliant genuinity, the smile returns...
For everyone to see.