Tuesday, 9 October 2007

Not like the other girls


She sees things we don’t know about.
She hears voices we can’t hear.
She stays in her own world, her own place where no menace can enter.
The world outside her mind is too dangerous, too complicated and she wants to be safe.
She has no other possibilities than to run away from the real world, its demands, and its stress. If she’d stay, she’d be broken. Like finest china, like ice in the spring.

She’s too fragile for real world.

In her own world, she’s got everything: courage, power and strength. All skills that is required for survival. She’s afraid of nothing, she’s never alone, and she’s able to do anything she wants to. She copes with the stress, with the cruelty of other people, because in her own world the facts of real life don’t exist. In her own world she doesn’t have to be on guard all the time, she can breathe more easily, she can enjoy life without fear.

She’s not like any other girl. And she wants to stay that way.





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The weekly theme for Moody Monday is Solitary



12 comments:

Mick said...

Is the intricately busy abstract a metaphor of the solitary girls complicated world spinning all around her? :)

Lil sis Araneida said...

She's not like any other girl, and she is just like any other gilr.

the previous girl said...

girl, I meant.

SusuPetal said...

That could be, Mick:)

I think that is her tragedy, Lil Sis.

hpy said...

Tragedy, or maybe not. She's coping with the world in her way.

SusuPetal said...

Yes, she's coping there, HPY, it's just a tragedy that the real world has also demands.

Pauliina said...

This reminded me of the song Waltz for Debby:

"In her own sweet world
populated by dolls and clowns and a prince and a big purple bear..."

SusuPetal said...

A world of make believe, Pauliina.

griesmail said...

that is a sad story of a sad girl,
wish all the luck for her in her own world

SusuPetal said...

I wish that too for that girl, Griesmail.

Elegia said...

Beautiful.

SusuPetal said...

Yes, if she could only stay there, Elegia.