A dream is a wish your heart makes
Definitely true. But when is the time we will ever wake up realizing that it is just a dream, and the reality of it is absolutely different, a foreign world altogether? Would we want to live in a fantasy that we create by our own, a dream that could be shattered like a glass falling and breaking into pieces? Like bubbles burst just when your hand tries to reach for it, and your cheerful face turns into a frown, a feeling of betrayal and hurt that it is so much you think you could never heal. You think that it is the end of today and that there will be no more tomorrow for you, just as if your dimensions of time has come to an end.
Then come times when people you love treat you like you are just nobody, like you never existed and like you meant nothing to them. You feel betrayed and loss, like there is no where to go. The love you felt was so strong that it keeps holding you down, not letting you go. Moving on, never an option. You feel like you are stuck in the middle without a destiny you can rely on, not being able to look back, unable to move forward. Yet you think people will still change when you know deep down that everyone including yourself is selfish and self-centred. You try to change the world without changing what you think about yourself, not trying to change your perception and ideas.
The world will definitely be a better place if people see things eye to eye. But could it really be a world if everyone lives in peace and harmony, without arguments and challenges that could definitely make you grow older? It is difficult to accept that people are different, what more to accept the perception of people towards you. Sometimes I feel a particular person is a little weird, when in reality he or she feels the exact same feeling towards me. Our feelings are mutual, but can we really accept it?
Don't judge, you will never have enough time to love. Differences are what that colours the world today, may it be cheerful, happy or gloomy. Sometimes we might think a certain colour does not suit us, it might be too fiece, too dull or too bright. But without trying, we will never know if we ever look better in it. Judging just destroys the heart, comtaminates ones soul. You are never perfect yourself, how could you expect others to be. I've encountered judgemental people everywhere. Some of them appear to be pious in their respective religion, yet not being to accept differences between one another, and even look down on some people that are just not in the same wavelength. Don't expext people to look high upon you when you act as the know-it-all and trying to bring people down with the way you look and your words.
I have judged, I have sin. I am no saint, no purer than the people that I meet. But does it hurt to not try to hurt someone you have just met as you don't know that person? Does it hurt to smile, giving a friendly figure and welcoming them though they do not look like you nor think like you. Does it hurt to give a little act of kindness? You might have the world right now, being on top of your life. But how sure are you that you will be there in a years time? In a months time? In a week, or a days time? Perhaps you do not realize, God is fair. You might have it all, but suffering from illness that affects your life, not enabling you to do things you have always done, not being able to eat food you have always loved. You might not realize, but this is a way of saying that you've done something wrong to someone, something. Perhaps it is your words that you say, perhaps it is the look on your face, you will never know.
Then come times when people you love treat you like you are just nobody, like you never existed and like you meant nothing to them. You feel betrayed and loss, like there is no where to go. The love you felt was so strong that it keeps holding you down, not letting you go. Moving on, never an option. You feel like you are stuck in the middle without a destiny you can rely on, not being able to look back, unable to move forward. Yet you think people will still change when you know deep down that everyone including yourself is selfish and self-centred. You try to change the world without changing what you think about yourself, not trying to change your perception and ideas.
The world will definitely be a better place if people see things eye to eye. But could it really be a world if everyone lives in peace and harmony, without arguments and challenges that could definitely make you grow older? It is difficult to accept that people are different, what more to accept the perception of people towards you. Sometimes I feel a particular person is a little weird, when in reality he or she feels the exact same feeling towards me. Our feelings are mutual, but can we really accept it?
Don't judge, you will never have enough time to love. Differences are what that colours the world today, may it be cheerful, happy or gloomy. Sometimes we might think a certain colour does not suit us, it might be too fiece, too dull or too bright. But without trying, we will never know if we ever look better in it. Judging just destroys the heart, comtaminates ones soul. You are never perfect yourself, how could you expect others to be. I've encountered judgemental people everywhere. Some of them appear to be pious in their respective religion, yet not being to accept differences between one another, and even look down on some people that are just not in the same wavelength. Don't expext people to look high upon you when you act as the know-it-all and trying to bring people down with the way you look and your words.
I have judged, I have sin. I am no saint, no purer than the people that I meet. But does it hurt to not try to hurt someone you have just met as you don't know that person? Does it hurt to smile, giving a friendly figure and welcoming them though they do not look like you nor think like you. Does it hurt to give a little act of kindness? You might have the world right now, being on top of your life. But how sure are you that you will be there in a years time? In a months time? In a week, or a days time? Perhaps you do not realize, God is fair. You might have it all, but suffering from illness that affects your life, not enabling you to do things you have always done, not being able to eat food you have always loved. You might not realize, but this is a way of saying that you've done something wrong to someone, something. Perhaps it is your words that you say, perhaps it is the look on your face, you will never know.
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