at the end of the day, i wonder who i really am.
i ask myself when did i ever become such a monster.
is that really me? is that really who i want to become?
people’s presence in life lights things up.
as we celebrate life together, and journey alongside.
but yet sometimes, i find myself being such a cruel senseless and selfish presence.
and all i think of is.. myself.
everyone wants attention,
but all in different ways.
mine’s as bad as hurting others.
we talk about others,
and i find myself falling in that same category.
failing to practice self control and view the consequences.
nevertheless.. we fall, and we rise.
may we all have the strength to pick ourselves up.
only by His grace.