To Zanarkand: On Your Own (Ann-Cathrine Thierolf)



Growing up.


Growing up means learning.


Learning to be on your own.


While others feel like sharing it.


I do not.


Feelings overwhelm you.


You feel lonely.


Because they all seem to find their way.


While being okay.


By being on their own.




It seems like.


You are on your own.


With your feelings.


With your thoughts.


With your hopes.


With your dreams.


With your fears.




Growing up.


Growing up means learning.


Learning to be on your own.




Having no control.


Nobody knows where you go.


Nobody knows what you do.


Nobody knows with whom you go.





Being on your own.


Means learning.


To fight for yourself.


To give things a meaning to it.


To take chances.


To stand up for yourself. For what you want.




Growing up.


Growing up means learning.


Learning to be on your own.




Growing up.


Means being on your own.


It is a choice.


Because you are never on your own.


There are others.


Feeling the same way.


Sharing your feelings.


In the end.


You are on your own.


But - actually - you are not.

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