i feel lots of differences nowadays...still i didn't want things to change.i don't want to change and i wish for things not to change...i feel older when everything is new again. and i hate to start over again when things just did not work out the way it suppose to.there is always but in life right? too much sometimes and this is my but all about...but i think, if things are are not meant for me the way i wish it will be, i guess i have to change.i can not solely be dependent on dreams that i created myself. that will fit in my own imagination but sooner or later it will destroyed my life in reality.why i am saying this? i cannot really find the reason.i just feel like i an changing,people around me too...also the world is changing...fiercely changing that it's sometimes feels really hard to keep up or even to copy the next person's doing....and because it's too rapid, i sometimes
feel like feeling are just like an old memories that we'll never taste again..how does it feels to truly feel the happiness which are not because of something material?does tears still streaming down our cheeks each time we see people that are less fortunate or even feels touch by a simple kind act by strangers or children?maybe some us will say yes..such things do touch my heart still..but right at the same moment, are we really put our heart to the things that happened to us eventhough there is no such situation occur in front of us?do we really care about our friends or we care more about our appearance and their's in order to gain respect and all? does we really are friendly as we show to others or is it just a feeling that we make people believe in?so that, the next time we need help we can use them with the thought in mind that we are actually asking out of friendship and all?does we really love the person that we are with now? have you ever thought that maybe somewhere in future maybe he/she may leave with the reason that the feeling is not there anymore?and so, we are changing..changing to something that are actually self-contain even we said that's for you own good but at the end, it's our self that gain the goodness even in vain..
like flowers in bloom,
love by its colors,
ditch when its gloom.
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