There are many things that I have to learn in this life, there are many times I will be disappointed and there will be many times I will be let down and put down. I have to learn to float, to think for myself solely sometimes. Is there a point in being selfless when everyone else is selfish? In this vacuum that we live in, is there really space for kindness? I believe in the kindness and love of strangers far more than the kindness and love of some people that I hold closest to me. Is it not comforting a thought that someone out there would jump into a lake to save a life whilst you attempt to take yours because of the person you want to die for on the other part of the universe thinking about what more there is to life? It is appalling, baffling coupled with a tinge of insanity. I have to get over myself and learn to understand and trust that I am not ever going to be one of those girls that everybody's parents warned them about. I have to trust myself that I will divert from that and move to my ideal? Or is it his? Or theirs? Does it matter, really?
Life has been unkind, and will always be unkind. We all have to learn to get around the adversaries because we know we will get around and emerge only stronger than before. We have to learnt that what breaks us will eventually not and what doesn't kill us will make us wish it did, but it wouldn't, and it makes us stronger. Life has also its tinge of happiness and bittersweet happenings. Have been busy with studies and football and have been wondering if that is what life is all about.
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