It's almost as we never come to see or admit our own faults, but then again, I believe each and everyone of us do see our faults but we just tend not to pay much attention to them. Its just like the old stories isn't it? where we constantly keep pushing until we find that we are the only ones holding ourselves back. I recently went back to a place i love calling home, even though however often i go there i keep falling ill, irony i suppose. In my brief visit i have come to understand a lot about friendship, love, family and most of all tolerance. The numerous times i have been back home things never really did hit me the way they did this time, as far as i could remember i used to be the one who would always be looking at someone had working and wonder if i will ever find my own path, where i will sweat and bleed for my living but still have a smile on my face. I always wondered if through any of this i will ever come to understand my own strength, my own weaknesses and most of all my greatest allies. Life has seriously taken a sharp 180 degree turn for me but not for the worse, I believe that its for the greater better in my life that one has to struggle in order to enjoy happiness and not just materialistic happiness but the kinda of happiness that even if the world came to an end you will still be happy with what you have or have not.
This whole era that we live in is so crowed with thoughts of things that aren't really what we want or what we need but what we feel we need to attain due to outside influences. Does one ever stop to ask oneself whether or not we are doing whats right for us? or do we just carry on like a blind idiots lost in a world of suave talking bigger idiots? or are we just patient people waiting for the last straw to let loose our anger?
We often search the globe for answers but rarely do we ask the right questions, and when ever we come close to asking the right questions we often get sidelined by another point of view, why is it that we have barely spent anytime of this planet but we have come so close to destroying it. Why do we as a race of people want to run away from our problems instead of try and fix them. We are ever so ready to go to another country for a new beginning, a better life but we aren't ready to stay in the very place that has made us who we are today. I believe its because we keep thinking that the grass is always greener on the other side and we think that " hey lets move house, land and country and all will be well" NO! all will not be well until we choose for it to be well, if we continue to just dilly dally our lives and think that once we sit on a plane and land on foreign soil all will be well. What happened to us? why aren't we fighting for what we believe in anymore? why do we keep just letting this life push us around and we just keep walking like we should take it?
Well I will not take it anymore, I have made my stand and i will continue to stand for as long as there is blood in my veins and air in my lungs. I will not, no i refuse to believe that anyone or anything can decide what my life is going to be like. This life is ours and we tend to just let it slide right out of our grip and watch it go down the drain. I met a wonderful girl a year ago, she is a dear friend of mine and whenever i tend to feel like this world has come to its end i look in her eyes and somehow it seems like a better place. It's not because I'm madly in love with her, its because in those eyes i see what we are supposed to be, how we are supposed to fight to live the life we ant to love and not just some fucking facade we have come to love. These long driven paragraphs get to me at times and i don't know where I'm going with them but i do know they are saying what is meant to be said and what has been said in whispers but not out loud. I will not bend my head, I will not surrender, I will not give up for this world is mine to conquer and no man or god can make believe otherwise.
This life can punch harder than you and me or anyone on this planet but its not how hard you punch, it how hard you can get punched and keep fucking going, it's how hard you can be pushed to the ground, get up and fight for what you believe in. This is life, there will be 2 dates on your tombstone, those two dates are pointless if the dash in between them holds no weight. So rise up today, Rise with a smile and determination in your eyes. Rise and Rise Again, Till Lambs Become Lions.
-Life isn't worth living, Until its worth fighting for.-
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