This is for the women who feel confined to normalities and desire to make their dreams come true. It is never too late, nor is it ever ridiculous to make them happen for it is your life. Now, may this piece instill that bravery inside of you to seek those dreams out and live them fully and fruitfully!
The space felt so confined, so familiar
The routine, it was the same and never any clearer
There were cryptic messages of doubt
And not enough to make it count
She dreamt of a world where she knew, where she was certain
There were things she hoped she would find
It was the dream that kept it all alive
It was the same things everyday,
Some she was fond of and others, not so much
But it was the separation of this common space she wanted
To feel the things of an otherworldly touch
She worried a lot, a little, or too deeply
It came to the point where her dreams were only fleeting
'What a ridiculous idea,' or 'you can't do it,' spun around her ears
From those she thought she trusted and held so dear
The space began to close in on her each and everyday,
Until a ray of light in her sprouted in her
And grew and grew until it began to shine
It pushed back on the walls of the closing room
And made space for the stars
Tears formed in her eyes as she realized her dreams were never gone
The sounds of negativity fell quickly away
The bright light finding her a new way
It was always there, she just needed to believe a little more
The vastness of that otherworldly thing becoming real and filled with dreams galore
She saw many possibilities and soon, the walls that confined her
Parted for the last time and crumbled in size, seen, no more after
If there is something the girl seized more than the day itself
It was the realization that her dreams never be shelved
No matter the closing of a familiar space
No matter the naysayers
No matter the height
No matter the depth
She knew, she finally knew
That the room that kept her confined
Matter little to the open Space of Stars
Her dreams, it's true
For today's dirt
Can be tomorrow's gold
Not monetary but spiritual wealth
And now she knew
How much her dreams meant, yes it's true
For a fleeting memory of that room
The girl cracks a smile
Staring into her Moon
