hardship

everybody goes through hardship many times in their lives

it can be things that are so insignificant if they were to have happened

at another point in our lives.

but in the moment they seem so.

hard to deal with.

these hardships can be triggered by many different issues.

life,

friends,

family,

work,

study,

girls,

boys,

illness,

or about morals and ethics that we hold dear.

through these hardships we are also supported by many people.

friends, family, partners, workmates.

but some hardships you have to endure alone,

people can try to help, but nothing can really be done until you change

change something that will make it better,

change to forget,

changing your perception.

changing to forgive.

changing to accept and continue forward.

i need to change.

but how and in what way will i change?

i have no clue.

nothing ever changes. past , present and future. it may seem like its changing but its not. only thing thats different is a little aspect or two. but shits the same no matter what. when will it begin to change.

pause

sometimes in life i think its a good idea to just stop. and think about what your doing. the decisions your making. all the mistakes made till this point have helped shape the person you are today. but lets not go making those same mistakes. a mistake made once is a learning experience. a mistake made twice or more means your a dumbshit.

life has its ups and downs,

its what we make of these moments

that define us.

as people.

people are different, and this difference can be seen as being

represented by our values.

the path in which these decisions lead us

cannot be defined as the better or worse path,

but we define it with our perceptions.

so no matter how hard it is to walk down the road you have chosen,

make the best of it. because it is the path you have chosen.

do not regret.

is what i would like to say.

but it isnt always that easy.

words from the brain.

humans.

creatures capable of infinite potential.

this potential often leads people astray,

into paths of greed, anger, love, hate, trust.

each person has the exponential ability to do good and bad.

to live with honor, or to live with the pretense of honor.


humans,

creatures that crave the comfort of others,

whether it be animal, or other people.

this creature comfort, is it a need or a want?

i believe that it is a want, some people believe that it is a need.

i guess that begins to define who you are as a person.

what kind of life style you will lead.

what i say does not mean that i do not enjoy the company of others,

it is just that i enjoy the company of people who

think and live on a near similar if not same frequency that i do .


and as i live my life, i hope i can find people that are on my frequency,

so that living life wont just be static,

but an array of different individual living life, and that life

is portrayed as music to our ears.

esc button

i know that people are supposed to enjoy life.

to appreciate every moment that we have.

but.

there must be something wrong with me?

lately ive been seeking an escape.

an escape from this reality.

thoughts from my spare time

lead to day dreaming about a different reality.

whether it be from the depths of my imagination

or just dreaming to exist in another place besides this.

when im with people it doesnt seem as bad.

but solitude makes one ponder.

and my ponderings are not healthy.

maybe i need to see a doctor.

the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

all i can do is laugh.

because if i dont laugh. i feel like.

ill do something ill regret.

i guess in a way. seeing things for your own eyes.

makes things easier to understand.

because you dont have to imagine the what if?

but what if you only get a snippet of what is there.

then the stories become epic sagas.

the urban myth about the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

fits in perfectly with what i saw today.

i mean, does it exist? doesnt it?

i guess i saw for my own eyes that its just a piece of shit lie.

that people tell their children to make them feel better about something.

such as the rainbow.

or the fucking tooth fairy.

or fucking santa claus.

everything is a piece of shit lie.

people lie.

its only human?

people change.

its only human.

i guess whats most important to each and every single individual

is the importance of one self.

and everyone else can go fuck themselves for all we care.

a little white lie?

is a fucking lie.

a big fucking piece of shit lie.

is a fucking lie.

but i guess lies dribble out of our mouths as easily

as if we were breathing.

its what makes the world go around.

but. i still fucking want to believe.

in the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

because if i cant see the good

in life.

in people.

in dreams.

in the world.

all im left with is a pessimistic piece of shit person

that views this world in a realistic yet sadistic way

so in order to not become scum of the earth.

or walking trash.

i hope one day.

i will fucking believe in the pot of gold.

at the end of

the fucking

rainbow.