things will become invisible when we only prefer not to see it.
Things that I learn today is:
... that some part of our lives is actually like a tattoo.
How do you see me?
I would like to know, through your eyes, how do you see me?
Fate put me here, entangle me here, bid me from ever going out.
Not that I'm complaining, cause I do love to be here.
Back then at the seashore, I sang a song to the sky.
Oh how the the sands was washed away.
Oh how the waves took my breath away.
I fell, deep, too deep for my sanity to even proceed.
I crawled out and I kept falling for so many times.
Yet I tried, and tried, and tried again.
Though I do have to admit that I fell far too many times than average person.
And I still prevail.
Because it is nothing than my first fall.
I will not say that I am looking for higher climb to fell harder, but I would like to appreciate myself for ever experiencing my first fall.
That time, I climbed so high, the highest of all, and then I fell, and the impact was unfathomable.
It is hard, to be honest,
But it is also how I got my current personality from.
I am who I am because I have experienced it all, every, single, second.
The strength I got from that very first impact was enough to keep me going to find the final summit where I can stay without even think of falling.
Oh how I want Him to give me back my wings, so I can fly, fly higher, higher, and find the last summit.
Oh how I want to fly away from the ground and use my own hand to reach the sky.
Oh how I want to open my eyes and find myself there, on the height that I want to be.
I am still here at the seashore.