Her fate was to be disbelieved, ignored, ridiculed. I don't want to share that.
When I was born, my grandmother said I was lucky, she said I would be a great success. That prophecy is both encouragement and pressure. That ghost is both loved and feared.
I can do this, and I will. But I always go the long way, the hard way, my own way. In my own time.
I need them to have faith in me. I need them to believe. And I need them to be patient, because I'm not always proud of myself either.
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