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Friday, November 10, 2006

and these are the times i begin to wonder,
if i ever meant anything to you at all.

it's so hard, trying to live with the pressures of the world. when everyone expects everyone else to be perfect, when they themselves are not. somehow it dawns on me, how superficial people and life can be. yet i'm always looking into someone or something. trying to find a deeper meaning. maybe there isn't.

i always wonder how some could just take things and leave things so easily. how every single thing that was said before can lose its meaning in a day. why is it that others can do it so well without seeming to flinch even a tiny bit, yet i'm finding it so hard to cope? when can i ever learn?

amidst all life's splendour and miracles, it's almost actually just a black hole. the world is black and maybe sometimes it's white. so it mixes into a myriad of greys. doesn't matter where we land, it's still a spectrum of blur.

to make matter worse, people judge and they never fail to jump to conclusions. almost all the time, people judge without seeing the entire puzzle. but does it matter? sometimes it just takes a piece or two of a puzzle to know what the entire picture is about. and that's the worst part of it all. people judge harshly, but they are never wrong.

so then again, where does this leave me? in this wounded deceptive earth, it leaves no place for people like me. who seek to trust with a forgiving heart. who seek to love with a big open heart. it leaves no place because indeed the world is so cold.
-cheryl
8:56 AM





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