
There's so much tied to this world. One can never be able to escape from words of criticizing, mocking, comparing, and more further. One can never live perfectly with his/her mind of satisfaction and desire - but, instead let majority to decide the way life is, or else he/she would be branded as whatever the majority feels. I hate this way societies condemn the lively part of arts and some things new. I so damn hate the way societies push its fellow members to carry on what's called its own legacies.
Straightaway, everything has changed now, and i know that my writing here will reflect my struggle and hurt with all this and my efforts to adjust that assumption on me. I am getting way ahead of mysef here.... that i'll one day prove and send back that false interpreting of spitting. Still, i'll maintain the same degree of the skin-deep i've built up until now, protecting what is called pages of my appearance, and, yet, respecting everyone's criticizing & condemnation. I suppose i could have the two very most dearest persons of mine then not involved. I shouldn't have let them shared that spit which was putatively just on me.
To that Mr. right, today will be a memory between me and you. A memory that's drifting away and turns into no connection. A memory that today i turned into tears, tearing us apart.
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