Sunday, February 20, 2011

The irony of my silence

They say you need peace to clear your mind and relax...
I may have skipped a few steps 'cause I didn't really get the chance to clear my head... ideas and thoughts swarmed in like a wormhole in space waiting for an asteroid to get sucked in. Are these the undeniable complications everyone gets to have when adolescence sets in?

Have you ever felt the need to shout, just scream your lungs out with every fiber of your being?

Trying to find answers to questions that could never burried with clarity?

Trying to find yourself after losing a battle that you just had no chance of winning?

Every aftermath is just meant for realizations and regrets.

Thinking of a perfect plan, trying to execute every detail perfectly then messing up in just a fraction of a second.

Trying to be someone that's more acceptable rather than being yourself?

Trying to be happy and just ignoring the problems thrown at you but after a while they build up and just blow up for everyone to see?

Trying so hard to hold back the tears 'cause your heart can't take it anymore?

Nothing's meant to be perfected, IMPERFECTIONS make things superb and amazing.

Frankly, contentment is what makes up happiness. There's no such thing as a perfect life, a happy life, or worry-free life. That's just stupid.

No one was ever supposed to be happy forever, you'd still want more after that, you'd probably demand euphoria.

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