if this world is falling apart, who would you save first?
would it be the ones you loved?
would it be the ones with most potential?
would it be the ones who can save the others?
would it be the ones that have superb intelligence?
would it be yourself?
if this world is a living hell, what would you do?
would you rather stay and suffer with the ones you love?
would you rather kill yourself and ease yourself from the sufferings?
would you rather try and make the world a better place for everyone to live in?
would you rather try and make the world a better place for you to live in?
would you be the hero or the normal earth citizen or the villain?
what is it that makes us all different from each other?
why is someone born nicer or more talented than the others?
why does someone react in a way that people may not comprehend?
why is someone prettier than the others?
why does someone have more perseverance than others?
why why why? we ask why, but do we really want the answers?
or we don’t ask why, but don’t we really want the answers?
we let things be too easily. we don’t ask questions.
we just let things go per normal without really knowing why.
or we just don’t feel the urge to know why,
as long as it does not bother us in any way,
we just can’t be bothered.
we are weak, too soaked in emotions.
too engulfed in anger to think of the best for ourselves.
too overwhelmed with sadness to make the right decisions.
too filled up with resentment to be ourselves.
we’re not flawless. we’re not perfect.
but does that stop us from trying to be?
by trying to be perfect,
we get lost in the ambition,
believe me, the ambition provokes those emotions
(anger, sadness, resentment)
because we fail to achieve the goal.
was lost but found again,
Devy
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