It seems to me that some people will do just about anything to avoid being considered “ordinary”, when the truth is that being “ordinary” is actually EXTRAORDINARY! I mean, c’mon, people …

JUST IMAGINE …

Imagine seeing the world through your own eyes and not someone else’s? Imagine living inside your own skin’s design and not being ashamed to wear it loud, proud, and exquisitely everywhere you go?

Imagine not giving one single FUCK how people see you and finally untangling yourself from the web that’s enmeshed, suffocated, and muted you all the while and kept you from living inside your own story and not the one you were expected to live in?

Imagine an existence that you don’t need to put on display? Imagine owning the most authentic version of yourself and not having to pretend to be someone you’re not?

Imagine living without the pressure that comes along with farce, pretense, and jumping through hoops just to get everyone’s attention, then waking up one morning, taking a good, hard, honest look in the mirror, and asking yourself this most important question:

Wait! What’s so wrong with being your true, authentic, “ordinary” self without any farce, pretense, or jumping through hoops to get everyone’s attention?

CAN YOU? Can you imagine it? Can you imagine walking happily along as just another face in the crowd with your “ordinary” head held way up high because you’ve finally figured out that you don’t have to prove a damn single thing to any person ever, except that is, yourself and the God you serve?

Look, I’m not saying that I don’t care about life in general or the many beautiful people in it, because the truth being told, I VERY MUCH DO! It’s just that at this point in the game, being nothing (which makes me EVERYTHING) is my favorite thing to be.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – the only opinion that really matters to me at all is God’s, and my own, and, of course, my children. I am so much more than my labels or identities, and so much more than the box that those labels and identifies formerly kept me in. I am of myself, for myself, and with myself until the end, and ordinary is just amazing.

Besides? Who can ever have power over a person who doesn’t really give a fuck what people think about them anyway? Keep your power. Hold your head high. TAKE HOLD OF YOUR ORDINARY and be anything BUT!

ORDINARY

Whose eyes am I behind? I don’t recognize anything that I see. Whose skin is this design? I don’t want this to be the way that you see me. I don’t understand anything anymore, and this web that I’m tied up is taking me right up these walls that I climb up to get to your story – It’s anything but ordinary. And when the world is on its knees with me, it’s fine. And when I come to the rescue, I get nothing but left behind. Everybody seems to be getting what they need. Where’s mine? ‘Cause you’re what I need so very but I’m anything but ordinary. Can you save me from this world of mine before I get myself arrested with these expectations? You are the one, look what you’ve done! What have you done? This is not some kind of joke. You’re just a kid. You weren’t ready for what you did, no! And when the world is on its knees with me, it’s fine. And when I come to the rescue, I do it for you time after time. Everybody seems to be getting what they need. Where’s mine? ‘Cause you’re what I need so very but I’m anything but ordinary. I think I’m trying to save the world for you. You’ve been saving me, too. We could just stay and save each other. I’m anything but ordinary. I’m anything but ordinary. {Train}