That is the thing about me....

I DO NOT give up
I DO NOT stop
I DO NOT let go

I just keep going till the end.

so if it is not the end....
then, I am not done yet.

Maybe its all about the little things

May be its not
This life didnot come with rules and regulations

Genesis reminds us how much we ****** at them.

May be that is the point.

That you alone can decide what to become.

You alone know how you feel inside.

You alone know how far you've come.

So, become what ever you like.

Even if it means changing your mind every day.

they say we are all like pop corn
it may be picked on the same day
kept under the same conditions
then prepared to get cooked.
under the same heat
in the same container yet,
magic may be born or not born

whereas others pop and become...
beautiful and yearned for even.
others stay at the bottom.
just the way they looked when they were put in.

so whats the bad part?
the one that remains the same despite anything?
the one that can test just as good if chosen
and takes a longer time to chew.....
the one that only the enduring and patient can handle.

but all prefer the corn that popped.
the corn that is behind the name pop corn.
the one that looks white, fluffy,beautiful and attractive.
they forget the beautiful brown seed,
that requires more energy to chew
that could take you on a hungry day.
thats sweet when given chance ....
the different shades of brown that grace its cover..
making it all a different kind of beautiful.

is it okay or too bad to be the corn that didnt pop?

we are born in times
where every one tells you
that you should come out and stand tall
be whole on your own
find ways to be happy on your own
do things your self
find ways to deal with things on your own.

then when you decide that is right
you start finding ways to be whole
you find ways to be complete on your own
you start building walls
understanding your price and value
realizing how foolish you were to depend all this while

then one day love comes
the perfect kind of love
that if given the chance could consume you
make you feel whole and complete
but your only looking to prove a point
that you can thrive on your own
that you do not need someone to make you feel right
you keep pushing them away
trying as hard as you can to see if they can stay
and be that strong partner just like you are
at this point you despise weak
you hate dependent, you expect something you do not even understand
from someone who cannot comprehend what you seek.

you want to be what the world thinks and would call okay
you forget that there are no words for okay
okay is only a feeling.
it may be never be put in words.
and that is the problem, the need to explain it in words.
some say its when you cannot sleep at night
because finally reality is better than your dreams
others say that its when the word love makes sense to you
i say..... there are .......no words.

I want to feel
feel so deeply
until I feel so full
I want to run
run so fast
until I cannot feel
as long as it makes me whole.
I just want to feel whole
I just want to scream life
I just want the emptiness
for once in my life
TO LEAVE ME ALONE.