The edge of a Ring Circus

If only all bad things came to an end and life was beautiful as we hope it to be. Love can't conquer all bad and good and death is not an answer to all that complicates the mind. If only I can escape this parody I believe God is putting me through. But of course he is not! I feel the rhythm of my heart and the blood rushing through my body as my mind tousel and I think next of my action and the words I am going to say. I can only say soo much and do soo little, with life and with-IN my life. As dark as the corner become and closer as I twitch, the space moves even closer, squashing me inside like a mind, within a box; an Invisible one. My mind wonders and my heart lingers as I count down to the day I will leave for College. I can not wait to endure on a better adventure without my family then with them. I feel the need to smile and fly like a bird. I hope by now you'll know how life sounds being a hmong daughter or the sounds of my dictions. I fear nothing but the truth, death, my parent's dissappointment and KARMA. You see, As Human beings we all react or act to certain things and to what comes to our minds, we speak of it and think of it. Life is hard as we all sum up the hard struggles we overcome and the adversity we have settle ourselves into and get rid of; mine, it's never over, not until I die. As i stated earlier about being in a box, its in comparison to being in a cage. But my ideal box is being in a bubble. I might catch you off guard since I am so random and free-spirit, typing down anythin that settles into my soul and my fingertips. But being a daughter isn't easy with soo much responsibility and rules instructed into your brain and physically enhale to you. I can never make a single mistake to embrass my family, get pregnant or become something worse. I can only take soo much and become only myself. I am White/ Americanize- that is what my sister calls me, everyday of my life, pounding those mean, nasty insults to my mind and heart. I won't ever be a better person then being myself. You see, it's not easy and hard times there are, but I only hope and wish for understandings. What else is better than that? Besides happiness and compassion!