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What have I achieved

Dear Stranger,


I've never been the kid who excelled at anything. Yes, I wrote stories, but at what point does it become a childish dream? An unattainable reality and a bore. When do my "once upon a time" tales lose their magic?


I never mastered an instrument. I picked up a language only to lose it. I never played sports—I can't sing, dance, or draw. Writing is my only outlet, yet it's not something I can showcase. Without wealth or recognition, people will never see it as a "talent." I'm just a kid who loves to write, not a "writer."


Perhaps it's naive of me to crave validation, but I just want to tell someone I'm a writer without receiving that skeptical look. To feel that what I do is enough, that my words have value, even if they never earn a penny.


Maybe there's a certain beauty in writing for the love of it, a purity in crafting stories that come from the heart. One day, someone will see the worth in that, just as I do.


-Blue

 
 
 

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