Life... What's the defination for it? Hmmm.. I wonder... We always grumble about it, always try to live the fullest of it, always hate it... So what is it? Why is it so difficult to live life? Why is there some who craves for it while there are those who can't wait to end it?
My life... I live in a crazy world... Revolve around crazy people who are always not happy with their lives... At times I join them, but most of the time I'm there as their listener them... This is the least I could do... Sometime I wonder... Is my existence in life is determined by how much I'm there for them?
It recently dawned me... When is the time someone out there is willing to hear what I've to say? Where is the Me for me?
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