skyscraper

Reality kicks in and says things otherwise. A lot of time. You see, sometime you think he/she is this person you come to really indulge, get along with. Because you could say it out loudly, patting on your flesh and heart that you deal things or treat this one being with whole lot of sincerity and honesty. But this saying goes, God doesn't give you the people you want, He gives you the people you need. To help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you the person you are meant to be. He/She hurts you, incorporating with betrayal, dishonesty. Such apparent dishonesty he/she thought you are dumb enough to not acknowledge it. You know. You don't want to point it out. For the good sake of this breakable knit. At least, you know you did your parts. You relentlessly work out the needs. Selflessly. Righteously. Sincerely. Honestly.

Life ain't easy. So much a pain you can't wander off. So much tough rocks lying on a smooth path and what you do is to take up these rocks before you can lead and step on a really smooth road. But rocks might hurt many a time. They really hurt. They hurt so much you say you don't want to continue picking up the rocks, you don't want to continue the path ahead, all you want is to turn back and hide in that cozy zone forever. That comfort zone with people who love you, support you, take care of you with a genuine sincerity, with an impeccable honesty. You miss these familiar people so much, you feel innocent so much and you start to walk on the road weeping like a mad as if the world has stopped rotating for you. But you soon figure out no, the world is not going to stop for you, just for you. Because everyone has their own life to lead, because everyone has their own problem to fret about. No one will always be reserved to listen to your tiny bits of unhappiness. You need to get rid of them by yourself. And from that, you start to grow. 

Yes. You can go ahead to take everything I have. You can go ahead to break everything I am. Like I am made of glass. Like I am made of paper. You can go ahead tearing me down. But mind you, I will be rising from the ground. Like a skyscraper.

Like a skyscraper!