The morbid picture of a girl was changed. The movements once showed fear and now it exposes classicality yet the emotion is still unknown.
Our tale is magically weaved by our own thoughts. Whether it may be good or not, challenges will come and test you to your failure or victory. Somehow, we are the ones who mold our beginning and tries hard to make it perfect - but the next time we know it, it's ruined. We regret things and want to spit the past all out imagining of a happy memory, we try to change the time by going to the past - using our minds - but our sanity is at stake that it might forever linger within the past, rely on it and never go back.
You never go up, you try to stay down thinking how you could have done and if only things went right. One time you will rot inside your haven thinking of changing your life from the past so that you won't lead to a bitter ending - but you are destroying your own life. You must weave a new story and prepare for it; the change by using your determination to a new life won't immobilize your fear, not by the change of time that won't let you go till you never stand.
Don't try to look at what could have been and reflect on what can be. Try to respect you passions and just face sudden prejudices than face them forever. It wasn't hidden, it's right in front of your feet, trying to poke you - poke you to a wonderful present.
Our tale is magically weaved by our own thoughts. Whether it may be good or not, challenges will come and test you to your failure or victory. Somehow, we are the ones who mold our beginning and tries hard to make it perfect - but the next time we know it, it's ruined. We regret things and want to spit the past all out imagining of a happy memory, we try to change the time by going to the past - using our minds - but our sanity is at stake that it might forever linger within the past, rely on it and never go back.
You never go up, you try to stay down thinking how you could have done and if only things went right. One time you will rot inside your haven thinking of changing your life from the past so that you won't lead to a bitter ending - but you are destroying your own life. You must weave a new story and prepare for it; the change by using your determination to a new life won't immobilize your fear, not by the change of time that won't let you go till you never stand.
Don't try to look at what could have been and reflect on what can be. Try to respect you passions and just face sudden prejudices than face them forever. It wasn't hidden, it's right in front of your feet, trying to poke you - poke you to a wonderful present.
When I turned back as I reflect on those things, I saw it - it was someone I always wanted to renew, but can't break free. Now I realized, the picture was painted for me - for my life that is still undone and waiting for me to have a smile.
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