《怎样才会出于泥而不染呢？》
I'll start by talking about previous circumstances that happened to myself.
The fact that made me believe "What goes around, comes around."
Because of a few similar occurrences, I learn to put myself in people's shoes, looking at things from their point of view, instead of my own. But lately, I find I'm becoming the person I used to despise.
To put it simply, I stop bothering my Little Qikely much anymore, I can just put my phone in some place where I don't see or hear it, as in my room or whenever. Only to check back once in awhile, sometimes miss calls, sometimes a few msgs, sometimes none at all. So it really doesn't matter.
Besides, I stop having the urge to find anyone to chat at all, seems like everyone is busy with their own life, that's just one reason of it. The fact is, I don't even want to know. The fact that you care for them, and yet do they even give a damn?
I remind myself constantly, that there are the others that matter. But I realize something, what others did to me, I do the same to another. For example, I used to hate people not replying my msgs, I make an effort to forward a msg whenever someone forwards to me.
Now, I stop replying to people's msgs, I just get tired of it, sometimes, I don't even read it. What "A" does to me, I do the same to "B". And I know, it isn't fair at all, when "B" did nth wrg, it's "A" that treated me that way, but I end up treating "B" the exact way that "A" treated me.
It's hard isn't it? To remind yourself constantly to not be the person you despise, because they are the people you never want to be. They make mistakes, just so you can learn from them, not making the exact mistakes they made. Yet it's easier to end up like them, than the other way round.
Even I, am afraid of myself at times. You know the belief of Yin and Yang in you? Meaning there's a Devil and Angel in you? Sometimes, the devil wins, and I don't like it when it does but yet I feel a sense of satisfaction, that makes me feels like the Devil's Advocate, speaking of which, a poem I've written, that hasn't yet publish at my other blog. It just doesn't seem good enough anymore. I'm tired of repetitive patterns, the same old same old. It limits my thoughts, I have to keep pushing the boundaries. I just don't know if it matters anymore.
I love being surrounded by Happy people, it makes me happy. But there are times when I hate these very people. Because they don't seem to understand my misery. Life is what you make of it. It can be half cup full or half cup empty. Yet there's always two sides to life.
"No matter what happens, the sun will still rise every morning."-[07-Ghost]
"The same goes to regardless of everything, the sun still sets every evening." Isn't it so?
Yet the night is as beautiful and haunting as when the sun shines in the morning.
There's a beauty in sadness, that I usually just translated into my poem, the tears that fall, living proof that you're alive.
Surely, it's always prettier to see a smile on the face, yet I've always believe that the tears are just as beautiful.
Call me crazy or whatever, it's just how you look at it.
A smile from the eyes speaks more than a forced one on the lips.
And the tears of happiness means everything that words can never explain.
The prettiest scenery is when the rain falls, and droplets of rain shines from the ray of sun. =)
And I know, in some ways, I'm better than who I used to be, but in some days, I become the person I despise. Perhaps, there's a truth in Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. But me? I just be either Miss Jane or Enaj. ^^
Sign, Enaj.
enaj is ur alter ego?
hey i'm ice..nice to meet u^^
+Haha, yea. She's a bad girl. I'll like to tell ppl it's a guy, but that's nt possible..haha..xD
enaj sounds like a guy..does Salohcin sounds like a girl?
+Yep, honestly, told my fren it's a guy, haha, nvm, she's my alter ego anyway, can be wotever she/he wants. Hehe. Yes, Salohcin does sound like a girl..haha..xD