Some parts in me always
wish somehow I could be just like almost people living and stuyding here right
now. I wish I could be a person enjoy everything she has without any high
expectations. I wish if I couldn’t change the fact that I’m a daydreamer, I could
have gut to chase after what I always wanted, what I truly believe in. Even I myself
cannot know exactly what kind of person I am.
Who the hell am I? What am
I capable of? What can I do?
I live, I eat, I breath, I
go to school, I learn, I play,… Everything I do everyday in this place just
seem so normal, so not unusual at all. Why am I still feel like I’m missing
something very important?
From time to time, I was
utterly contemptuous of myself. I thought maybe I should accept this situation
I’m in entirely, I shouldn’t try to struggle violently to get out. Because the
more I struggled, the deeper I sank in the mud.
I’m so confused. People who
know me, not “know” the way truly understand the person I am, people who have
been known me for a very very long time, they already witnessed how many times
I had failed. They told me not to dream so far, out of my reach. They told me
just try to fit in, try to settle down, just try to be not so bad. In
conclusion, just try to be a normal person. They used to think I can be not
very good but at least I can be good enough for them. I used to hate them for
the way they think I am. I blame them, I blame everything else for what I’ve
done, for my own failure. But now, I’m aware of my own self. I have nobody to
blame but myself. But what I can do to change that fact?
Nothing. Nothing I can do
to change the past, to change what already done, what already happened.
I also realised that they
weren’t underestimated me the way I think it was. They just worry about me,
they don’t want me to dream the thing I cannot reach. They are just realistic,
they don’t want me to be lost in daydreams, to have my head on the clouds.
Because they are the one who already saw “what” I became when failed, when I
couldn’t have what I wanted.
I’m sorry for hating you
for so long. I didn’t realised you just don’t want to see me disappointed, you
always want me to live happily but I’m so selfish, I only think about myself,
what I can do for myself, what I can achieve for myself, I couldn’t see that
very clearly. But now I am. I really am.
I’m sorry for living in
fantasy and forgetting about reality in front of me for so long. I’m sorry for
not smiling as much as I can when I can. I’m sorry for sometimes ruining the
happy moments of our big family. I’m sorry for crying and even don’t bother to
pretend I’m happy and congarulations to my counsin’s success. I was jealous of
what he’s capable of, I was blindly jealous, why I can’t the thing he can, why
he has to be so different from me, everytime he say he wants something, he
undoubtedly makes it comes true. I’m so
ashamed of myself. How can I ever think that?
My dearest
My dearest
Everyone was born with
their own unique things to distinguish them with the rest of the world. I was
born orginal why am I want to live my life like a copy? I know I want to be
successful just like him but at that time I did not know he worked very hard to
gain what he dream of. Look at me, and I ask myself, for once in my life have I
ever worked my a** off to achieve something? The answer is very crystal clear:
No. That’s the big different between me and him. And I know he totally
understands what he’s really good at. Once again, look at me. I’m not sure what
I’m good at.I don’t even know what I really like to do and what I really want
to become. I have to spend time to figure out all these things on my own before
getting into something else. No matter how long it takes. Because if I can’t
find what truly belong to me, only I have it, it’s my thing I can never truly
live my life. Because when everything else fall apart, what truly me can’t
never go away. Even now I’m still on my way find out all these things by
myself, I’m truly happy for my cousin, I’m very proud of him and he will be my
motivation to continue pursuing what I believe meant to be done.
I have to admit that there’s
a time, even now sometimes I still feeling that way I’m jealous of other people’s
family and I think why can’t my family be like that?
And I’m really really sorry
for that thought. Nobody’s perfect. My family always beside when I’m up and
down. Everytime when I feel lost my way, home is the only place I can run to, I
can be the one and only me. Long time ago I didn’t know exactly the meaning of “Home”
but now I am. And I won’t trade them for anythingelse fame, money or something.
That’s only the surface. It’s not the true thing and won’t last forever. But love
from family is ever lasting feeling and won’t fade away easily.
Just like the song from Hannah Montana: The Movie
You'll always your way back home
Just like the song from Hannah Montana: The Movie
You'll always your way back home
I know you’re all worry about
me. But this time believe me, when I find out what are the things I truly want
to do, nothing can stop me and even I fail again, I will find another way but I
won’t never lose myself or lose what I treasure the most. I know maybe you will
think just another fantasy dream. But now it’s not. Because I know what I can
do and can’t do. I still hestitate and not sure about several things, still
confused about my future, still trembling but when I’m figure it out believe me
I will take my chance and do it. Is that too much to ask when we all living
only one life? I won’t let go what important to me, I won’t be sad and
depressed too much when things fall down like all the other time. Just have
faith in me, everything will be alright what meant to be, it will be.
Thank you all for always
being there for me. Thank you for giving me this life and all the experiences I’ve
been through. Sometimes it hurts so bad, sometimes I just wanna delete it all
from my memories but I won’t never trade it for somethingelse. I'm thankful for the things I don't have.Sounds crazy hah. Because what I have and not have are the things make me ME
Because
these experiences are my own things, no one else can have it except me in this
big big world