Eventually, people get tired.

Her eyes would betray her everytime They never hid well what she kept inside

Her eyes would betray her every time they never hid well what she kept inside

After all, isn’t the world a giant library and we are all the books laying, delicately on the shelves of existence waiting patiently, to be discovered by something that will be able to conceptualise the words that swim silently in our minds.

They say water has so taste but when you drink it we taste something. I wonder if that’s how life is like water the flavor we taste depends on who’s drinking it. Life is different for each one of us yet the same, and the taste of the water is dependent on who tastes it.

The world can take everything from me but it can't have my dream, because if that fire in me is quelled to ashes, my existence would have been for nothing.

I found myself torn between what I have known to be the acceptable and true path to something unknown, yet familiar.

In this life, you can’t expect to come into existence and never be scarred by life, life messes every one of us up, we are all pierced by its arrows and lay prey to its poisons and snares. But life’s a friend because, in the end, it makes an artist out of us. Life forces us to become, to push past the boundaries, that we set for ourselves and reach for something far greater than ourselves.

Everyone wants to be a consumer these days nobody wants to create. I guess it’s easier. But I think creating is such a beautiful thing, you get to bring an idea into reality and you can alter a person's consciousness with just one idea. It’s kind of like a superpower but in reality, everyone can do it, if they want to.

In this life, you can’t expect to come into existence and never be scarred by life, life messes every one of us up we are all pierced by its arrows and lay prey toits poisons and snares. But life’s a friend because, in the end, it makes an artist out of us. Life forces us to become, to push past the boundaries, that we set for ourselves and reach for something far greater than ourselves.