Jenna Kroff • Sometimes • 5,081 plays
Sometimes - An original poem about the way we see ourselves
Instrumental: Nuvole Bianche - Ludovico Einaudi
Sometimes I like to pretend that I am someone important.
I view my life in 3rd person, like a whole sea of people are watching me even though I know that no one is really watching me at all.
I try to write whenever I feel inspired, but it usually comes out completely different then the way I had planned so lately I’ve just given up on writing all together.
Sometimes I imagine I have this huge story to tell. So big, that the whole world would want to hear about it. I’ve thought about writing a book with twists and turns and an ending that would make you cry. Eventually that book would turn into a movie and make millions of dollars, bringing hope to anyone that feels discouraged. But seeing as I’m only 18, and really only have only enough life experiences to fill a few chapters worth, I don’t think that that will happening anytime soon.
Sometimes when it’s past midnight, I feel like I’m the only person awake. I feel like I have all these amazing things to say, but everyone is asleep so I have no one to tell them too. By morning all my brilliant words are gone and I go about my daily routine of monotonous happenings.
Sometimes I wish that it would be easy for someone else to read all the thoughts in my head. I have so many. I have so much more than I ever tell like… like a box full of unspoken words.
I just wish I could tell you, everything. I wish I could pry open my skull and let it all out. But the thing is, I wouldn’t even know where to begin. What if when I pried open my skull you were disappointed with what you learned? What if all of these stories and ideas weren’t much of anything at all? What if I turned out to be simply ordinary?
I don’t want to admit that sometimes, I really do feel more than I am. Those nights when I find myself awake, I feel my mind is special. It’s in the morning that I realize I’m average. I don’t want to be average.
I want to be that person all the time, the one that comes alive when everyone else sleeps. But you don’t know that person. After all, that person is probably someone in my head. That person, is probably someone I wish I could be.
Sometimes I like to pretend I’m someone important.
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"Fuck. It’s like, when you’re with someone like that, just being together is poetry."
— Delilah Wells is the most wonderful of all the wonderfuls (via clavicola)
I’ve always wanted to be a street photographer before I owned my own DSLR. I wanted to travel and meet new people and discover new places. I want to experience the reality we see outside my world. I am glad that IPC ( istorya.net photo club) had this event. We had a photowalk at downtown Cebu city early this year. It was one of the best things that ever happened in my life, because it’s kinda hard taking pictures at places where most people are strangers and it’s really challenging as well because people move, but gladly, some people stop and smile :D. A newbie to using dslr and its settings, here are some of the photos!
Part 2 will be on the next post! :)