Not Going So Well

Dear blog, how's it going? And most importantly, how's life as my loyal and faithful punching bag? Lately my life's full of ups and downs, and that's bad news for you cuz you're gonna suffer more as a place for me to pour in all my anger and pain. Sorry I still need time to manage my anger. I hope you'll understand.

 

But sometimes, I really don't understand why people always behave in a rough manner towards me. I am a living soul, not much of a popular pretty bitch but, I am ALIVE. I'm born to have feelings, reactions towards people's actions on me. So how is it that I can give no fucks about it?

 

Everybody's busy treating their own desires of living, very few could care less about other people. If I know this is true (which I already have), why the hell am I still expecting so much from them? I need answers, but I couldn't. Because nobody knows why too. Some of them don't even know there's such a problem I think. So how am I supposed to move on, when the future will just be the same, serving my everyday life with the same dilemma and pressure?

Listen to me.

There was one dark lonesome night when I began to listen to Lizzy;
That one night where she triggered a new change in my life.
Perhaps it is a new form of inspiration that changes the way I will do things,
And it could be a vital piece of puzzle that might actually enhance my image-illustrated life,
Of which I have searched for, longed for so long.

She told me,
That there are so many ways to put an end to things,
Yet our thoughts and mind were disfigured by the worst,
And we have fallen,
When we could have easily rose up from problems in life, literally.

She always hope for the new, the unexpected;
Which most of us are afraid of.
We thought it is a mistake for it to be left around us,
And we often see it as a threat, something dangerous,
But yet it is something that marks the beginning of change.

It was proposed, but yet and always, it was being denied.
We dream so big, so confidently,
But those made-believe figments, which could come true only if we let them to,
Are being made as our enemies.
Our future, but a fate that will be destroyed by us, and only us.

It used to be our destiny, but we ruined it.
Lizzy told me that her case was different,
Although she never really elaborate.
I wonder if she was embarrassed,
Or she thinks that it could affect me?



The photo above was taken by yours truly.

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?