FoA 2025008 - The Line
Tune This time i wrote a little story, based on the song and capture the picture. I stood at the edge, staring at the line stretched out before me. It wasn’t just a boundary; it was the weight of every expectation I had ever carried, every version of myself that others saw and thought I was. A line drawn by their perceptions, their beliefs, the image they had created of me. The line was never mine. It wasn’t something I had drawn; it was something they placed in front of me, a standard I was meant to meet. But I couldn’t. I’ve crossed lines before—simple ones, lines I never thought twice about. But this one… this one was different. Every step forward felt like I was moving away from who they thought I was, and with each step, I felt the weight of their expectations pushing harder and harder, trying to pull me back to where I wasn’t. I wonder now, as I stand here, if I disappointed them. All of them. Every person who thought they knew me, who believed the picture they had c...
