Suicidal

 She stood there with bandages, wounds and scars. All said she didn’t tell she was going to die. She stood there with her hand hanging up, she thought someone would notice she was giving up on her own. After she killed herself, they claimed she committed suicide out of nowhere. They were lying, didn’t have the words to admit that they were blind while she was right there showing that she had given up and she was not afraid to kill herself to find peace. She was dead inside but they only saw her not eating food. She was there planning her own death while they laughed and ate. They claimed she would have had personal problems while not knowing someone made her life so hopeless that to live a calm life she had to take one. Though she took her life but she took the revenge on all of them. She removed all the scars and hurtful signs, then she hung herself to finally portray the hopelessness that she had been living throughout the reign. She lived her pride though by dying but she never repeated the signs she showed them all.

Be graceful

Our generation apparently has everything healthy and where they seem to be socially connected, they are mentally disturbed and isolated, why is that so? Why after every blessing, every healthy body part, everything still intact do we still feel as if our life could be a lot better and we just aren’t contented. Our generation has everything, but they still find things to be sad about, to grieve over, to just be alone and feel bad about their selves. It is all because WE think that we could have had a lot better than what we have, a prettier face, a better life, and better anything. We are in the depths of being ungrateful. We have made idols that we worship everyday yet we claim that one lord we praise. We are an independent unit in a dependent network of people in our lives yet we are so fierce and mean that only independence is what we see and misuse. How can we be so sure of what we are doing? Where is the measuring scale of right and wrong? How can we answer ourselves at night, on the couch that what we did or said was right or wrong? What about the people below us? What about people who are still getting through everyday just to find something to eat, to live in a place where they have exactly nothing and no one? Is it that our ungratefulness have decayed us? Or maybe we all lack the capability to be graceful enough to thank the blessings we have in our lives. Being contented with present would surely get our generation out of this unreal pool of sadness we have surrounded ourselves with.