living like you're dying

I'm a man equipped with all the negative traits you don't wish to see on anyone else (especially those close to you). I mean it. I knew it. I admit it.

Slowly taking steps while walking is one way of preventing danger, I mean a precaution.

But what if you're on a rush?

Your on a hurry?

Would you still take same steps?

It's always on the representation that taking steps slowly will always give you a better outcome. ALWAYS. Is it really that way? Or it's another wrong impression?

I want to be fair, with myself, with others (especially those who are dear to me, friend or more than that), with the world. But why does it need to be this way? Why is there a need for the world to be imperfect and unfair?

All I feel is pain.

I can't say anything.

I'm back to being someone who's miserable, the one who always feel incomplete.

I'm not expecting this. And I've realized that I should have learn it more.

Things unveil before your very eyes, you can't do nothing to it.

It's all LIFE. That's LIFE. LIFE.

LAUGH THE TEARS, HIDE THE PAIN. LIVE LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED. LIVE LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST.