Question of the Day

"Life is a living hell," anonymous described. The lucky ones disagreed. Then the 'pessimistic and ungrateful' one pointed out the fact that "You are not living my life. You don't understand what I've been through." Then the argument began to lengthen to a certain extend, of which could have only been concluded in one way; but a conclusion that could be of different possibilities. But the point is; to whom do you agree with? The optimistic one, or the supposedly 'ingrate'?

The thing that I assumed everyone should know is that to not be pressurised by the outcomes of life. No matter how your life turns out to be, it's all about whether you can understand life is only a Quest for all living things. You did your part in many things, so isn't that what matters? Sometimes I wonder why are people fighting so hard all the time, at the end of it they feel so useless when they failed to accomplish some things, like getting good grades in schools, or finding a truly long-life partner. This non-logical belief is driving everybody crazy, making people to adopt unnecessary or self-created feelings of insecurity and depression.

Do you ask yourself all these questions? Do you think about them? If you have been having all these thoughts, how do you understand them?

I want you.

Photo above: a sketch of an anonymous beauty, by yours truly.

My mind keeps on running.

From walking on the streets, along the beach, pacing on the sidewalk going home, my mind keeps running, and it's only because I let my mind to do so.

And I am always thinking about you; your beautiful face with that bright coloured eyes yet intense outlines, your curvy but sharp and perfect nose, your pretty and flawless curled lips, and your hair that seemed beautiful however way you dress it up.

You were never mine, but you will always be in my heart. Once I dreamed of how nice it would be if we can be together, sitting on the sand, or kissing in the rain. Together, we could share memories that we cherish so much, and do crazy things yet we enjoy them like a nice meal. I want you to be able to hug me and never let go, so that we can be together, forever, that nothing can break us apart, or tear us down.

But you are meant to be free, you are meant to be an independent person that can do things perfectly on your own. And I shouldn't be there to ruin things for you, or get in your way.

I shall let you go, for your sake of discovering things around you, unleashing your own potential in doing various things. You are a talented person, so don't bury yourself in this relationship that will obstruct your visions.

Goodbye, my ex-lover.

What's My Problem

Somehow I got myself trapped inside the darkness of things, and I couldn't help but to wonder who will actually care and become concerned about my life. I gradually rely on people's acceptance towards me... And I'd went ballistic many times because I thought they wouldn't give a damn. This craving for people's attention... It just has to stop... NOW.