Caitlyn Becca

Caitlyn Becca

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I believe that the world is separated into category's, the people who see the world as a gift and beautiful and just be happy with life the way it is. The people who see the world as a race and believe they need to succeed in the marathon we call life. Then theres me, the artist, the people who see the world in a variety of shades, who see the beauty and the pain in the world. My name is Caitlyn and I am an artist, I show how I see the world with the words that come across the screen. I am different, and I embrace it.

believe that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you learned from them and less to do with the number of birthdays celebrated.

That two people can look at one thing and see something totally different. That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. I believe that just because two people argue, doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. And just because they don’t argue, doesn’t mean they do.

That you can keep going long after you think you can’t. That it isn’t always good enough to be forgiven by others, sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself. That even when you think you have no more to give when a friend cries out to you, you’ll find the strength to help.

I believe either you control your attitude or it controls you. That know matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop for your grief. That you should always leave the people you love with loving words it may be the last time you see or talk to them.

I believe that hero’s are those who do what has to be done when it needs to be done regardless of the consequences. That you can do something and in an instant it can give you heartache for life. That no matter how good a friend is they’re going to hurt you every once in awhile and you must forgive them even if you think you can’t.

That the ones you expected to kick you when you’re down will be the ones to help you get back up. I believe that sometimes I have the right to be angry, but that doesn’t have me the right to be cruel. That we don’t have to change friends to understand friends change. That you shouldn’t be so eager to find secrets, it could change your life forever.

That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don’t even know you or by people you don’t even know. And I believe that its taking a long time to become the person I want to be.
I believe that its all worth it in the end..


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Posted 7 Years Ago


Poetry
By
Mary Oliver
The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.