My Opera24 Years since...
Sunday, May 18, 2008 8:36:49 PM
It has been a long time since I first cried, it was the day I was born.
Do I choose to cry myself, or was I forced to cry by the doctor? I do not know.
Through out this whole life, I made so many choices on uncountable occasions.
Some were rights, the others were wrongs. However, it was all the wrong choices that encourage me to make the right decision. Can I still call the wrong choices 'wrong'? Or were they actually right? Once again, I do not know. In the past years, I obviously made some foolish choices, one that hurts, one that costs, and I regret them all. But now they're all clear to me, as clear as the sky in a bright sunny day.
I did not made those wrong choices, not at all. Okay, maybe some but not most of them. Most of the mistakes I made were because I had been so foolish. My eyes were blind, my ears were deaf. I was not myself. I tried so hard, too hard thats it break, to become someone others would like. Someone others would think better of. Someone stupid enough to throw his own self away.
That day is no longer. I'm now realised, what important to me most is being hornest to myself. Acknowledge who I really am, who I should be. And that is myself. I shall keep my eyes and ears open so I will not make the same wrong choices again. Thank you for those wrong choices I made, I'm now realised. Can I still called those choices wrong though?
Do I choose to cry myself, or was I forced to cry by the doctor? I do not know.
Through out this whole life, I made so many choices on uncountable occasions.
Some were rights, the others were wrongs. However, it was all the wrong choices that encourage me to make the right decision. Can I still call the wrong choices 'wrong'? Or were they actually right? Once again, I do not know. In the past years, I obviously made some foolish choices, one that hurts, one that costs, and I regret them all. But now they're all clear to me, as clear as the sky in a bright sunny day.
I did not made those wrong choices, not at all. Okay, maybe some but not most of them. Most of the mistakes I made were because I had been so foolish. My eyes were blind, my ears were deaf. I was not myself. I tried so hard, too hard thats it break, to become someone others would like. Someone others would think better of. Someone stupid enough to throw his own self away.
That day is no longer. I'm now realised, what important to me most is being hornest to myself. Acknowledge who I really am, who I should be. And that is myself. I shall keep my eyes and ears open so I will not make the same wrong choices again. Thank you for those wrong choices I made, I'm now realised. Can I still called those choices wrong though?
