Fraulein14

When I was young, girls at my age shared the same dreams of becoming a Princess Most of them said that they'd love to be Cinderella Well, I'm sure people on earth know the story of Cinderella A girl, A shoe, A Prince and also A magic. Every girls sure envy her, Cinderella But not every girls want to go through the same pain that Cinderella had once Step mother, step sisters, even being treated unfairly and don't forget that she has no chance to tell her father all the pains We all know that in fairy tale every Princess will have their happily ever after, but it will hard to find that in our real world It's even harder to be Cinderella in our life, seems like 1 in Million will turn out becoming Cinderella Ah, I wish that I could be Cinderella too I wish to spend the life like fairy tale Princesses have having a good palace, meet such a handsome Prince even having a magical time with love of my life What a good life..too good to be true Isn't

Hey buddy listen up Finally I have guts to spill the tea Yeah you know I used to be silence I used to stay in my place and do nothing I used to listen to anyone's opinions about me I used to be treated unfair then a friend of mine said 'you're not the only who treated that way, you potrayed the world in the wrong figure' Well then may I ask you a question buddy? How's your life now? It seems to be happy It seems like you enjoy even when the world treats you bad, because world treats me, my kinds and all people with disabilities worse.. To be clear I am not one with disability I'm just one of my kind who world seems to be their shame..their sins because I'm part of the world How could possible not? They treat me as if I have the most dangerous disease when in fact I'm only few pounds over the world beauty standard The world I know treat me as if I'm not capable at anything and keep saying everything I've done not good enough accordin

Hi universe, do you mind if I borrow you shoulder to rest my head for a while? Do you mind listening to my story which I couldn't tell even to the closest one? Recently, well to be exact in this 6 months I realize that nobody truly understand, I can't even understand myself. What is my speciality, will I do something great for my future, or will I end well in this world or end up like a piece of junk. These thoughts are burdens to me since I've seen and I've through unforgetable memories which cannot be accepted easily cannot be forgiven easily even to let it go. I used to see the world with people with harmony and kindness, but it changes when I grow up Some elders already warn me about the real world But the point is, even the kids nowadays don't have their freedom like I used to have So now I'd like to say the real world isn't easy even for kids World isn't safe anymore and I'm afraid something will vanish human right away I may nt a fo

Hai Ayah Sudah lama kita tidak bertegur sapa Sudah lama juga kita saling bercerita Kira-kira sudah berapa lama ya? Mungkinkah ada sepuluh tahun lebih? Rasanya seperti baru kemarin Rasanya rumah ini tak lengkap tanpa kehadiranmu Iya benar..Sudah sepuluh tahun bahkan lebih dari itu Setiap kali aku ingat, rasanya airmataku tak bisa ku tahan Dulu Ayah sering menceritakan cerita dongeng Cerita dongeng sebelum aku tertidur lelap Cerita yang membuat aku mempunyai harapan Kisah pengantar tidur yang tidak pernah gagal membuatku tersenyum Namun kini ketika aku beranjak dewasa Kini anakmu sudah tumbuh besar Hahaha..ya tumbuh besar seperti yang bisa Ayah bayangkan Benar Ayah kata mereka, aku terlalu besar Aku terlalu besar sampai-sampai aku bisa menghancurkan rumah Aku terlalu besar sehingga aku terlihat tidak menarik Aku terlalu besar sampai-sampai mereka berpikir bahwa aku tak berotak Aku terlalu besar sampai-sampai tak ada suatu hal yang cocok bagiku Aku pikir dulu see

Hi, this time I’d like to share my blogging experience. I have been blogging for almost 10 years. It can be said that I started writing a blog when I was in Junior high School. Since then I changed many styles in the way I write my post, and finally, I find the most suitable way in writing blog. I write my blog in any kinds called the poem, and I gathered the stories from anything around me. For my first trial I heard to my friend’s problem, and the latest issue then I came up with a new poem. I find hard times to gather story from people, so I try to read books, watch a movie or even listen to some songs. By those methods, I can keep updating my blog. People have their own taste, they're favorite, but I believe there’s someone out there has the same vision as me. At the first time looking for the idea, I was a bit nervous and I’m afraid people would say as if I’m pathetic since I use the third person omniscient. Yup! I can’t avoid that comment people said th

   ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*  Hai kali ini saya mau share pengalaman blogging saya. Saya sudah menulis blog selama kurang lebih 10 tahun. Bisa dibilang sejak saya duduk di bangku SMP. Sejak saat itu saya sering berganti style menulis dan pada akhirnya saya menemukan style yang paling cocok untuk saya. Saya menulis dengan puisi, dan saya kumpulkan semua cerita puisi tersebut dari sekitar saya. Pada percobaan pertama saya dengar mengenai masalah yang dialami oleh teman saya, mengenai isu yang sedang terjadi dan pada akhirnya saya mendapatkan sebuah ide untuk puisi saya. Saya merasa kesulitan untuk mendapatkan cerita dari orang-orang jadi saya coba untuk membaca buku, menonton film, bahkan mendengarkan lagu. Dengan cara seperti itu saya bisa terus aktif mendapatkan ide untuk blog. Setiap orang memiliki selera, dan kegemarannya masing-masing tapi saya yakin ada seseorang yang memiliki