The First Star

What can I say? I've been complaining for too long now, it's time to open the door of my dark room and show the world that I still know how to smile. It's strange, to think back to my problems and realize that nothing has changed. Yet, I'm happier and the greener grass is in my grasp. What have I done to turn the tables? Why do I deserve this now? No worries, I am probably better off not knowing these answers. It doesn't matter anyway, that's all behind me. I must admit that with a change like this, a backfire seems possible around around every corner, but I push on. I must push on.

The dance is just a day away. I'll be there, leaving my troubles behind. I owe so much to the people who I considered too far away. I'm not one to judge them, these are the ones who I have observed, and learned from. But I won't hold on to them and I'll even send them off with a smirk. They've done their job, their time is up.

And as I sit here, my time is flying. I bask in the ignorance of my future. I'll let the world throw me into any situation that it pleases and with that task I will excel. I'm running forward now and I'm willing to grab the hand of anyone trailing behind me and pull them towards greatness. Without the mental wall there can't be any barrier in the way of my achievement. Nothing of the sort is possible now. I'm up to speed though the race has not begun. I know I can win, all I need to do is wait for that flag to shoot up into the sky behind it and signal my reign. Despite the reality, I can dream. I must dream.