And then I realized...I wanted more.
More than just plain normal.
More than "settling" for what I had.
More than giving up because achieving the best was too hard.
I wanted to be extraordinary.
I wanted to actually live and breath and love.
I wanted to be happy, because happy was the only option.
and because life is short.
and friends last, but not always for long.
and you're constantly going to be disappointed anyway.
So why take it all so personally?
And give up?
Because this is life.
and if this is it,
what's the point of being miserable?
You might as well enjoy it while you can.
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