Dreams

I want to love Jesus.
I want one hundred glittering adventures spread across my fingertips.
I want to unleash my fire, to incinerate my fears of contempt and worthlessness.
I want to be free.
I want to live a rebellious life, a life that scribbles outside the lines, wears fat when thin is in, laughs at grades, loves liars and fools, and fights for unpopular beliefs.
I want to live like I'm from a different world, because I am. A world apart from gleaming rungs of success, hamster wheels, and carrots.
I want to live so crazy that people look at me and say, what's different?
And I want to be okay with that.