Sunday, March 28, 2010 11:08 PM
I'm here, but who am I?
Like everyone would say,
we are all here for a reason,
good,
bad.
Still for a reason.
I was once a kid.
I miss being a kid,
because then you wouldn't need to worry about all the worrying that grown ups are having.
There's more then life just about worrying.
We can be happy, we can be sad, but emotions are not something that we can control.
But then again, it is something we feel.
Why in every life it's so fagging complicated?
Just like every long road, there's always speed bumps,
you'll then be slowed down.
And again it is up to us to whether pick up speed again,
or just moving forward, with that speed we already on to.
There's just so many things to worry in life.
I'm fortunate enough to have a shelter,
living in one roof with people I call family.
rather then to eat sand and die out of hunger in other places.
But then again, dying is not always a solution, in face it's never a solution.
You'll be selfish and just rot in your casket.
While other people around you that is praying for you,
mourning for you. People that will literally care.
Will then say, how foolish of you doing something like this,
dying is never a solution.
We could have just talk this out together.
This is life, not until you actually lose something.
You will not realized something you lost,
was or were actually important to you.
I'm trying to think,
come to a point where I should know, that I can't possibly afford to lose something,
because then I know, I'll most probably be saying the same damn thing to myself.
How could I let it happen.
But then again,
I'm here, but who am I?
Hopefully someone that has a full of a heart.
Goodnight
