The Invisible Prison

I’ve always believed I was special I still believe it. Even when I was little I believed I was different from everyone else, it made me happy as well as sad.        Happy because I’m different and unique and sad because I am different from others. But I never stopped believing it, that’s what makes me going. It pumps up my blood, it makes me breath and literally to do everything.

Our beliefs makes us who we are and I never tried to limit my beliefs. From time to time my mind always spend time in the prison of beliefs. It thought that living in the prison safely is better than going out on adventures. I helped my mind to break free from the prison and let it decide its own fate without following any laws. At first it was difficult but eventually I managed the mind to spend more time outside rather than spending it inside the prison. Now I feel as a bird who is trying very hard to fly after many years of imprisonment, who flies even though it’s wings have forgotten how to fly, who is proud that he still has his wings and nothing can stop him from flying.


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  1. Beautiful.
    Your text is everything I hope to be… Thank you for posting.
    I’m trying to stop limiting my beliefs and I know I will. Little by little.
    Thank you.
    I use this moment to ask for a favor…
    I made a song and posted it on my page. I’m trying to get exposure so I’m asking if you can share the song with 5 people, and ask each of them to share it with 5 people etc…
    Thanks in advance 🙂


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