strength,
something we all wish and pray for,
weakness,
a feeling that prey on even the ones who are at the top of the world..
there is not borderline,
the truth is, you will always have both,
both came from fear,
fear to fall when you are on top,
fear to climb
when you see the endless stairways..
stop for a moment,
to enjoy the view
when you are on top...
appreciate the journey,
instead of cursing your
lack of strength....
as i wrote all these.....i try to convince myself....
for i have been writing blogs now and then,most of the time not having the courage to press 'publish', for i am afraid, to be labeled weird, to be chastised for being a drama queen....
i thought today, a few days after my 26th birthday, i should make a pact, that i should be consistent, writing might calm my madness, maybe yes, maybe not....but i will try....
if someone is to read this, and come back again to see updates, i'll be pleased.... i can't pretend not to... but if noone does, this will be my little black book.....either way, it will be that -a shout out, before i burn out-
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good and bad
ReplyDeleteblack and white
happy and sad
contrast is always exist
but life is still going on
so just be happy, and
survive