Chapter 1

In the minds of the hurt, we question our decision. " Should I have closed my eyes in front of the Truth?

The Beautiful Lies which made me live a naive life. Oh, how I miss those times...

I had to worry about nothing and keep going with the flow of fate, with my blindfolded eyes.

The blindfold which protected the inner child of me,

" Beautiful lies which whispered to me : Everything is fine, you don't have to worry about anything. "

A harsh world waiting for me to take off my blindfold and watch the truth.

If I had known how the truth would hurt me, of course! I would have chosen to be with a blindfold and be immersed in the illusion of beautiful lies.

Life is a game which teaches us to survive. It may seem unfair, but all is for good even if fate hurts us or makes us happy.

"The mysterious flow of fate and destiny which leads us to an unexpected end."

I was never a person, who believed in fate or destiny, but when I changed the lens through which I viewed life, I could see it all.

; The red threads of fate? Which was never meant for me.( is it?idc )

; The cycle of life which showed no possibilities of a happy ending.

; The black and white film which was running through my eyes.

People demand this to be a common thing which occurs to each and every (one)?

People come and go. Accept it?

Easy for those to say!

IK they must have experienced this and could be saying this after successfully accepting the painful truth.

No one cares for another, especially, this generation which doesn't give value to the feelings and emotions of another human being.

As long as "I, me and myself" have things going well,IDCc about others? I could never agree that this is a great motto?

But sadly I have to agree that I have moments in which I thought like this too. When the people around you are ready to push you off a cliff, would you stand there doing nothing?

Yes, not me. But those youngsters who leave the earth early do stand there doing nothing but smile at them.

I have always thought about why good people die first and bad people live a long life?

Couldn't they live longer, just a lil longer ?

For God's sake, why??

Is love a sin?

Even our family members who love us truly go away and those that don't remain as a burden that tortures us in our life.(At least to me it is).

Listening to "Perfect Blues" by Hannah Bahng, gives a different feel.

how the lyrics hit me so hard.

" Pulling out thoughts from an empty cry

Steel heart passion with no fine tie

I scream, pleading to take me (take me)

Take me far away

I feel guilty singing, "Take me" (take me)

I slumber today

Oh, I pray to make new waves

Feeling blue, a phase"

"Swimming metaphorically

Drowning in gravity

Diving for a piece of me

Calming serenity" ~

A best piece of music.

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