And now I wonder what to do? There are certain situations in life, where you seem not to find the answer. Remember the time you left home and a week after you mom saw you sleeping in the rain? And the time you shouted out loud that you were going to change the world when you canât even change the direction of your meaningless life? And what about high school, when you were a natural eye-catcher and there was no finger that didnât point at you when they asked who was destined to do great things? I guess, if thereâs a god, it doesnât play dices but roulette... and youâre the silver little ball that keeps on falling in the wrong number, the wrong color, the wrong bet. No one's going to bet on you anymore. And now I wonder⊠it seems that things arenât (pretty much) going the way you pretended⊠or even thought to. And some day, some goddamned day, you find yourself asking about the meaning of it all, of being a replaceable element, and you hate to admit that you were wrong and want to blame it on them, on  people who didnât warn you enough. They shouldâve tried, somehow, to stop you from believing that change was possible. That you were unique. That you were someone. And you can't help falling, free falling. But some other good day, you will notice that falling isnât but flying the other way around⊠and then you'll find that way, the one to change the direction to find your place and hold on to that color, to that number, to that bet. And youâll shine again and fingers wonât point at you, they'll get together and show you that they make a hand, and even more hands... which will desire to be around you. And you wonât shout, youâll sing and dance in the rain, enjoying the fall upwards⊠and then, only then, you will fall in love again with yourself and I will start wondering about other things, but there'll be no doubt of being "just someone", but "the one".
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