It's funny how things end up unexpectedly, not knowing who I really am. But sometimes those inner thoughts just resurfaces... who am I really? Am I what God created to just believe in everything I see or hear upfront? And choosing not to question the unquestionable or think the unthinkable? Knowing the truth might hurt a little.
Life is, yet again, simply complicated. It goes where you want to go, but it hides the things that could hurt you in an impossible unlikely way. Just when you are learning so much the world has to offer, it shows you the little bits and pieces of its bitter reality.
Everyone's life has been designed with imperfections, you may not want it, but it will follow you. If there are no hardships, we will be complacent. If there is no depression, we cannot emphatic and console those who are less fortunate. I believe that life cannot be too perfect; having a crack to let happiness flow to others is a beautiful thing. The innocent and naive love to give their hearts... Although they are being laughed at most of the time but they would have won over other people's hearts. But then again...
I don't wish to be everything to everyone; i just prefer to be something to someone.
#heart's content
- ricoholic