The world can say goodbye to the sweet girl it once knew. Everybody I talk to knows how I�ve tried. I�ve stumbled and tripped along, but kept smiling. I carried my pain and depression in my pocket and replaced it with a happy face full of makeup. But as you can see, I�ve been unsuccessful. The people who once loved and cared for me have disappeared like the changing seasons.
So I tried to replace them. But all I found was a sympathy sucking little girl and many others who only thought of me in the back of their minds as, �The girl who always dressed up and sits quietly by herself.� Yes, that�s all I am; a lovely little bundle of curls and glitter. No one tries to peel through my layers. They just take a glance and then move on, unaware of the millions of ideas and thoughts that swarm my mind.
I�ve got so much to share, so much to say and express. I�m just searching for someone to graciously turn the facet and let the contents of my brain spill out. Then that person can take his paper towels to wipe it up and squeeze it back into his own brain. Sometimes when I attempt this to others, they just stare blankly while I pour my emotions out. I feel so stupid because I know they only want me to shut up so they can go back to deciding where they want to go out tonight.
So I�m going away...but where? Anywhere. Anywhere that seems to hold wisdom obsessed intellects with vibrating minds. I will be ready to soak up all the beneficial information that comes along with these people I meet. I will be spinning in my world of awe and the only thing that will be left are the ignorant ones who will be saying, �I wonder what happened to that quiet girl who always dressed up?�
� Cynthia Jane Trevino |
