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My Future

April 13, 2021
By LyReSa PLATINUM, Raleigh, North Carolina
LyReSa PLATINUM, Raleigh, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
“A man dies when he refuses to stand up for that which is right. A man dies when he refuses to stand up for justice. A man dies when he refuses to take a stand for that which is true.” — Dr Martin Luther King Jr


Once I flew, like a bird into the sky.

But like a bird I had to land sometime.

When I did; I heard claps from my instructor telling me that it was beautiful ;

as if she had too seen a beautiful raven soar into the sky.

This was my dream.

I believed this would be my future. 

I was content and happy about that.


High School started with a choice that was unwanted but unavoidable.

I made my choice thinking that my dream would have never happened anyways ;

but deep down I really wanted it to.

Marching Band was my new dream.

Something I used my strength and talent to get into.

Like a family-we won, we lost, we struggled and we had fun together.

That is what it was all about.

That is my dream.


Family loss, unwanted and unprepared for.

Devastated and hurt I didn’t want to cry.

I needed to be strong.

For them and for my future which was unwritten.

They helped shape me into who I am today and who I will be in the future.

I am strong ;

So I continued to be; but not for me anymore.

For my family and everyone around me.


Friends who became enemies helped me become fierce and confident ;

Able to stand up for what is right.

I couldn’t let them defeat me, that’s not a battle that I wanted but soon I learned ;

I needed a victory.

So I fought to chase them away like snakes in a garden.

The only people left were wanted and loyal.

My plants that I place in my garden will be protected and cared for.

If I shall ever plant a new one; I hope it is not a snake in disguise.

 


Bruises and cuts will shape my skin but they will not shape my future.

Blood shows me that I am human, that I make mistakes.

That I change slowly through phases like an artists style.

Slowly curving and making new shapes I didn’t know I could form.

Some words that they use hurt but I will not let them erase my lines.

They do not tell me who I should become.

My lines are thicker than before.


Love turns pages quickly but it might change from book to book.

One book may leave you a paper cut that won't stop bleeding.

While the other book dries the blood that drips and heals you.

One can be meaningful and worthwhile ;

another can be tedious and time wasting.

But no matter what book you read; you will always learn a lesson.

Whether it be good or bad it shouldn’t shape you as a reader.

It should just shape the books you read.


My garden has grown. Some saplings have grown into trees that will last.

Some flowers withered and died down despite my loyalty to them.

The weather has changed, from bright skies to gray.

But I will have to wait for the storm to pass.

To see who still stands.

Along with; who will stand in my way.


Show me a talent and I will learn to perfect it.

Tell me my future and I will choose to ignore it.

The future that I have is one that I shape.

No matter how alike we may come across as; we are not the same.

I know my plan now, and nothing can change it.

Like a chef; there will be sides but my main course is one I make by myself.


I have learned to only show my smile if necessary.

Some spiders trick you into believing they are not your enemies.

Like a fly you have fallen into their trap.

But like a bird who cares for you, they help you out of the web.

  A bird who tells you “Fly lower next time, don’t let the joy of seeing something in the distance distract you-from what is right in front of you”

I took that to heart.


Who knew I would fly again, this time with a flock that cares and loves me.

I look back, everyone is there. 

Everyone was always there for me; as I was there for them.

Though my wings are tattered and scarred.

This is just the beginning.

I look forward again just to see an island of trouble.

 

I look back to see no one with me.

I believe this part I must do alone.

My head turns up to see everyone looking down to me as if saying;

“We will be here if you really need us”


My head turns to the island and I fly faster.

I fly stronger than before.

I fly higher than before.

I can see a paradise behind it.

I can make this.

I can land, once more.

This time, in my future I created.

In the future I truly want to see.


The author's comments:

This is going alot deeper into my life; this was about sophomore year and how far I have come. It is more of a short story but a story with meaning and emotions. I love this one. 


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