Hope

Sometimes, I wonder about life. I wonder why things don't go my way. I ask why life is cruel to those who love. It hurts to watch your family hurt, you friends hurt. The people you love carrying a burden; not a pretty sight, is it? I hate the fact that so many things, so many sad events have moulded us to the way we are now; yet at the same time I can only be thankful for the moments of weakness, of despair. I've heard a saying that Life never give, she only takes (ignore the sexism in that) but I say, Life gives everything, but sometimes, what we want, isn't what we need.

Maybe one day we'll look back at these times in our lives where we hate our pain and say, that has made me stronger. Like a phoenix is reborn from the flames that kills it, we have to go through fire, through pain in order to come our brand new, with new hope.

Good night.