The buried glory

I am that kind of person who gets impressed by the hidden beauty or nice surprises. However, I’ve discovered that surprises and beauty can not only in objects or birthday present but people too has a lot hidden. That’s what impresses me most though.

What does people hide? Well, we all have our own secrets. Our own hidden hobbies, so on. Some of these can be pleasant and some can be really unsatisfying. Some of these also can be hidden by our own choice and some can be there but we just don’t know about it. Let’s just talk about the pleasant, hidden ones by our own will.

For example, I think I can do a lot of stuff. Like I love presentations, photographing, singing, I love thinking of new ideas and go after them to make them done, etc. Although people says that I am not good at them much but others say that I am better than I think I am. I am not afraid of people’s numbers or going on stage or getting to know people or talk to strangers when I can. Not everyone like me and that’s what makes from us all special people. I like debating and discussing topics. The problem is that, I never had the chance. Even if I had it, the conditions never helped me to take it or prove what I have inside me. When I think of it I feel like I had a hidden glory, a buried one inside me that is full of dust and all I want is to blow that dust and make it shine and out to the people. In other words, I want to show it.

Sometimes I don’t have the chance because of foolish thinking of me that I will never make it, other times it’s because f I took the chance it might affect others not only me. But what’s most often is that I am not even allowed the chance. Don’t get me wrong, I try my best for what I want and once I want something which is not going to be a problem or cause any kind of injustice I do all I can to get it. Well, as an example, my mum sometimes says that I don’t fight enough for it but I am sure that I would have done all I can to get it. The difference is that mum wasn’t there to see it.

Just with every time I don’t get the chance or get stopped for any kind of reason I believe that one day when I get the chance nothing is going to stop. I promise myself that I might not given the opportunity to do what I like in my childhood or old years for different reasons but I will never allow that to happen again. I promise myself that I won’t let anyone or anything stop me from being who I want to be. From shinning. I still wonder about each one of your glories. I wonder in what way will you shine, will the world shine. I am almost 17 but I will still always look at people and the world around me like a 5 years old kid who can’t wait for people to leave the room so I can rush to the birthday gift and rip them to reveal what’s inside.

Believe in your glory 😉

What do you think is your glory? 😀

Always welcomed to the corner,

Menna Xx

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