[when the mind goes stale]

doesn't life screw us all? i bet at some point in your life, we all were hopeful. we all believed that everyone on earth were nice people like our family members. the only evil things were monsters that hid in dark places and caught you when u din listen to your parents.

isn't that such a refreshing way to look at everything?

i now understand why adults and other old folk bear such deep prejudices, although they too preach that we shouldn't have such things. guess they just responded to life, they built a wall to protect from the heartache, and propagate it to us only becos they dun want us to get into the sadness they did.

but inevitably, we all get screwed.

i know not where i'm headed, but hope i always can still wake up and smile believing there's still something worth living for. and not bias everyone i see.

learn to see the world through a child's eyes, though that includes the tears as well.