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passing thoughts

Its easy to believe in someone.
its easy to close your eyes and blind urself to reality. its easy to rely on someone.
its easy to accuse, easy to hold someone else accoutnable for everything that happens to u.
its easy to blame someone when things happen to you...

its difficult to own up.
its difficult to accept, to be responsible., to take responsibilities.
its difficult to think of your own tomorrow!

today i have a roof over ma head. i have a hand over me, a hand to hold, a hand to guide.....tomorrow i shall be alone!

when a bird takes its first flight into the sky..it's filled with a sense of freedom, cos then its looking only at the open sky, and clouds and beyond...it knows theres so much to fly towards!

but alas! there's a price to pay....

"where the caterpillar sees its end, the butterfly finds a new beginning"
.... the price to pay is the coccoon

its the rule of nature i guess... growing up has a price to pay. but the worth of things to pay with is priceless!!!


"there are two things that prevent us from achieving our dreams.. believing them to be impossible or seeing those dreams made possible by a sudden turn of wheel of fortune, when least expected. for at that moment all our fears suddenly surface, the fear of setting off along a road heading who knows where, the fear of a life full of new challenges, the fear of losing forever everything that is familiar

we want to change everything and at the same time, want it all to remain the same
----paulo coelho in devil and miss prym"
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Anonymous said…
Beautiful thoughts... and wonderfully put into words princess...
May 22, 2008 at 6:19 PM
Anonymous said…
Its weird to see my thoughts being put into better words than i can put hem myself :)

loved it dear :)
June 6, 2008 at 9:58 PM
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