These handheld device names remained mere names until they began to fit passionately into my story.
Would love to tell you to watch what names you're choosing, but I'll rather save you that headache.
Its my blackberry story, and I'll give it to you wholly.
...At the start of things, every single thing had a CURVE, nothing ever went straight, and it was looking altogether like nothing was going to work.
I was so intimidated by my big problems, I concluded I needed to get BOLD to stand any chance of moving on.
To sail through the darkness, I decided to get myself a TORCH; "something I needed to keep my head up".
For all I cared and did, no difference was made at all. I remained the topic whenever it was time to discuss.
It hurt to hear their talks, but I took it all, knowing and believing there was more to me than what it was they could see.
...They couldn't envisage my change, they casted aspersions at me like a JAVELIN.
Meanwhile, through the times all this lasted, I always dreamt I saw it end. Ofcourse, those dreams were meant for me, no one wanted to listen, let alone believe.
Their arrows kept piercing deep, but with my hustle I kept pressing on making it.
For those period my peril lasted, I could win consecutively the award for "The Most Written-Off Youth".
It wouldn't matter anymore, for many of them I'm now signing-on.
...The STORM is gone like I used to see in my dreams, everything has turned, now I've met my change.
As the game stays now, I'll be living life with PORSHE, in a world of my own, where there 'll be no one showing me such EMPATHY like what it used to be before.
Its been a long way coming, I used to walk the lonely road. Not because no one was there, but because no one was dear.
I see me smiling now, I've overcome the scare.
The same people who caused the snare, are now the same people who make the cheers!
Its a whole different story now, am so glad I can share.
...Every time I go on TOUR, they all want to say hi. Funnily now, they even take their turns to stare *smiling* ...Now there's hardly a time I don't come back here with one beautiful PEARL. *winks*
-The Wordsmith.
(C) 2012.
