we live afloat a vessel of meanings.
aboard this vast deck of words and phrases, we often get lost with its wordings.
we venture on to seek what we deem to be fit and yet we do not understand what is it at the end of the day, despite the desire wanting to solve all these problems and troubles.
times after times, efforts are shoved at all these puzzles and answers cannot be unraveled from it.
seeing dim light at the edge of that corridor as a sign of hope but all we found is just another path leading to more controversies that seemingly unending.
how a person is to live is to be decided from birth or by those that living around, it is rather a question to be delivered to the person rather than pre-destined.
perceived words are merely words expected to be spoken rather than hoping for, assumed actions are just actions wanted to be done rather than wishing for, thought of emotions are simply emotions mandatory to be felt rather than yearning for.
haggard as i could be, will to desire within my heart is seeping out of my veins--having not much urge to do much things nor want much things; the drive to go on further is slowly burning out and what is left in me is merely things that i don't quite understand but i know it is love and it is hell lot of love i've for
scarce thoughts i have left lingering in my mind till the end of my line for what i must be doing rather than what i am willing to do as burdens stacks on my shoulder ever so heavy they have been after such long period, wanting to move so far forward and yet the destination seems to be moving along with me because at some point of time--i felt like i've not moved.
being the person i've been is rather unviable--some parts of me have been locked and sealed as i have lost the free thoughts, the phrases, the wordings and everything else i've been blabbering out.
nonetheless, i've NEVER regreted doing so but all i can say is that i'm given the compassion and the kindness of understanding for who i'm, who i've been and what i've been and doing--these are the very details in my life that made me who i'm.
all my life, my personality has made me some friends--fewer are those true to me for these are the ones who i would keep for life. the very same things are deemed misfit and i've made alot of enemies--more are my nemisis. i do not wish for everyone around me to be friends with me and expect them to understand me for those that are my friends have already understood me enough to stand by my side for worse or the worst.
dubbed me what you believe true and brand me what you think i am as none of it matters.
rise and dive, rolling over when needed, running and walking as it deems, wagging at the sight of sweet things--meanings within what we believe to be right?
for those that i've offended or displeased, i would like to apologize. to those that thank me for what i've done, you're most welcome as i know you would have done the same.
aboard this vast deck of words and phrases, we often get lost with its wordings.
we venture on to seek what we deem to be fit and yet we do not understand what is it at the end of the day, despite the desire wanting to solve all these problems and troubles.
times after times, efforts are shoved at all these puzzles and answers cannot be unraveled from it.
seeing dim light at the edge of that corridor as a sign of hope but all we found is just another path leading to more controversies that seemingly unending.
how a person is to live is to be decided from birth or by those that living around, it is rather a question to be delivered to the person rather than pre-destined.
perceived words are merely words expected to be spoken rather than hoping for, assumed actions are just actions wanted to be done rather than wishing for, thought of emotions are simply emotions mandatory to be felt rather than yearning for.
haggard as i could be, will to desire within my heart is seeping out of my veins--having not much urge to do much things nor want much things; the drive to go on further is slowly burning out and what is left in me is merely things that i don't quite understand but i know it is love and it is hell lot of love i've for
scarce thoughts i have left lingering in my mind till the end of my line for what i must be doing rather than what i am willing to do as burdens stacks on my shoulder ever so heavy they have been after such long period, wanting to move so far forward and yet the destination seems to be moving along with me because at some point of time--i felt like i've not moved.
being the person i've been is rather unviable--some parts of me have been locked and sealed as i have lost the free thoughts, the phrases, the wordings and everything else i've been blabbering out.
nonetheless, i've NEVER regreted doing so but all i can say is that i'm given the compassion and the kindness of understanding for who i'm, who i've been and what i've been and doing--these are the very details in my life that made me who i'm.
all my life, my personality has made me some friends--fewer are those true to me for these are the ones who i would keep for life. the very same things are deemed misfit and i've made alot of enemies--more are my nemisis. i do not wish for everyone around me to be friends with me and expect them to understand me for those that are my friends have already understood me enough to stand by my side for worse or the worst.
dubbed me what you believe true and brand me what you think i am as none of it matters.
rise and dive, rolling over when needed, running and walking as it deems, wagging at the sight of sweet things--meanings within what we believe to be right?
for those that i've offended or displeased, i would like to apologize. to those that thank me for what i've done, you're most welcome as i know you would have done the same.
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hey ya!! I may not speaking something useful. I might not getting what you wrote because it seems so meaningful yet too hard to decipher.
Just want to drop you a comment. Thanks for calling anyway. I appreciate that. NO worries. I am ok. And I believe you are much better in understanding life.
What comes ahead, is what you will learn. Take a deep breath, and plunge and fight all way out.
I believe you can. Just that obstruction comes on and off that might hinder you from what you wanted to do and you may seem stranded away from what you ought to do.
Just keep focus.
losing oneself - - I also don't know is it good or bad. SOmetimes I feel I have been working hard to make myself a better person, but at the end of the day, I was lost. Lost for not being me anymore.
Perhaps I am better now. I recalled my memories. I do not know whether I have improved myself on certain aspects, but things seem to show to me that I am not. I try to judge but everything look so blur. I have lost again in the sea. Finding something to hang on.
That's the time I think true friends are there for you. Offering you a floater and caring for you.
I appreciate what my friends have done that I have once gain back myself.
Thanks to them. I am able to move on and be strong.
SO be STRONG and be YOURSELF^^
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