Metamorphosis
I'm turning 22 soon. I don't know what that means to most people but to me, it's really an end and a beginning.
It is an end to my "childishness" as I can no longer play the childish boy who pretends to be okay with just about anything nor can I play the victim, pretending that I'm okay whenever I get pushed around. Those times are officially over as I am no longer a child.
22 represents the year that I graduate, the year that I will enter the working world, the year that my parents stop supporting me, the year that I will have to pay my own insurans and the year that I will start shinning in my career.
Thus, it is time for me to mark my territory and stand firm on my grounds. The time has come for me to shine and reveal what is really inside me. Throughout the years, I have been trying to conceal my "weaknesses" and that is to truly do what I want by being opiniated and expressing myself in ways some cannot comprehend. I am vain and I am proud. I am not arrogant for I am kind to those who are humble but I am proud of the things I have achieved. I shall not be ashamed or try to conceal it any longer.
Before I was scared how older people would judge me, how they would deem me as young, inexperience and immature. But now, it is not the same. Now, we are equal. They are earning and I am earning. They are working and I am working. The only quantitative way of measuring success here is through career and money. Materialistic as it sounds, it is the only way to show who is the subordinate. They will have to learn work within their boundaries from now on.
Now, the fumes of my pent-up vengance shall be converted in positive energy, driving and motivating myself to be the best I can. All that opposed shall perish while those who support shall flourish.
The times when I walk into a room and question myself whether the bunch of people sitting down there likes me or not are over. It is time for me to walk in and wonder if I like them. If i do I'll stay but if I don't I will walk out because time is precious to me as I am no longer 21.
The butterfly is emerging.
It is an end to my "childishness" as I can no longer play the childish boy who pretends to be okay with just about anything nor can I play the victim, pretending that I'm okay whenever I get pushed around. Those times are officially over as I am no longer a child.
22 represents the year that I graduate, the year that I will enter the working world, the year that my parents stop supporting me, the year that I will have to pay my own insurans and the year that I will start shinning in my career.
Thus, it is time for me to mark my territory and stand firm on my grounds. The time has come for me to shine and reveal what is really inside me. Throughout the years, I have been trying to conceal my "weaknesses" and that is to truly do what I want by being opiniated and expressing myself in ways some cannot comprehend. I am vain and I am proud. I am not arrogant for I am kind to those who are humble but I am proud of the things I have achieved. I shall not be ashamed or try to conceal it any longer.
Before I was scared how older people would judge me, how they would deem me as young, inexperience and immature. But now, it is not the same. Now, we are equal. They are earning and I am earning. They are working and I am working. The only quantitative way of measuring success here is through career and money. Materialistic as it sounds, it is the only way to show who is the subordinate. They will have to learn work within their boundaries from now on.
Now, the fumes of my pent-up vengance shall be converted in positive energy, driving and motivating myself to be the best I can. All that opposed shall perish while those who support shall flourish.
The times when I walk into a room and question myself whether the bunch of people sitting down there likes me or not are over. It is time for me to walk in and wonder if I like them. If i do I'll stay but if I don't I will walk out because time is precious to me as I am no longer 21.
The butterfly is emerging.
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