How little life is

How little life is to feel sad?
To feel so horrified of the future? of what comes next?
To feel so desperate of the things we cannot have? things that are not meant for us?
To feel so scared? and terrified of one's greatness?


When I was riding the jeepney today, I could not resist the thoughts that suddenly came inside my mind. Everyday, we are striving so hard to be better. We are wishing that someday, we will become the best version of ourselves. And we have to remind ourselves that we have TO REACH that goal. To be greater than our former selves. I chose this path. I WILL FIGHT FOR THIS. I will finish the race no matter what. This is what I love. This is who I chose to be. The years are just numbers. They should not matter, because honestly, the truth is they do not matter at all. Time is just an illusion, a fantasy. Just do what you love. And love what you do. Do what satisfies your soul, do it, do it, DO IT. It is who you become in the process that matters. Not the result. Not the number of people who felt proud of you. Not the grades you get. It's who you are in the end that will MATTER. And you have to fight for it. Fight for WHO YOU ARE.