I see it all.. I see more than there is.
But I am invisible. I scour my heart for courage everyday, I fight myself to be heard, but I am not. A mysterious wall separates us.
I see you laugh without inhibition, speak without fear..and I wonder; Is it really that easy? Am I missing a part of my soul? the part in which freedom dwells? I wonder how you do it. How you live so perfectly. You always know what you want to say.
I am here, but you cannot see me..for I am shut within myself. I scour myself for freedom. The freedom that you live everyday.
As I travel through the light and surmount the dark within, I pass through mystery and magic, and stumble upon new worlds every-time.
Is freedom voyaging across the oceans and traveling to new lands? Or do you turn within..to explore the glory of the soul that you identify as the self?Then I realize, maybe freedom has many faces.
Freedom looks different to you and me.. Yours is outside, Mine is within.
Maybe I’m happy to be invisible, my journey is different. I find comfort in this solitary walk. I will live the moments I am gifted, I will worry no more about judgement. For I know, there are many more like me. To them I send my love and courage, and hope for which they may be in pursuit.
And to those who will always see past the veil of differences – You are what makes the world beautiful.
Blog by Priya D’Silva
M.A. in Sociology
B.A. in Sociology
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