Is it?
You spend your whole life working hard, studying, trying to make the grade- and for what? A gold star; a letter grade; maybe a pang of self-pride and self-worth? But what happens when those things aren’t enough?
You try so hard to do well and to be a good person- and for what? A meaningless job that you can’t wait to get off from? Friends made from necessity? A shiny new car or house? Approval that tantalizes you with a brief taste? Your only joy is the prospect of a day off, maybe a week if you’re lucky.
And there’s those people who have it so easy being blissfully ignorant of how sad everything is. Those people who never give anything a second thought; perhaps it’s partly because they genuinely couldn’t care less or partly because it’s pointless to dwell in such dark places.
What I would give not to think!
What I would give not to worry!
What I would give to live in world where children can wholeheartedly believe that they could be: actors, astronauts, acrobats, dancers, kings or whatever they fancied…
What I would give not to fear and to simply accept my fate…
Yet something grows in me, and I can’t help but hope that, by some awesome stroke of luck and mercy, I could be given the chance to live happily and never have to revisit and drown in the seas of hopelessness.
God, I hope this is all worth it.
