would anyone believe if they were told that breathing peacefully becomes so hard,
that you might just wish you could just quit, quit to breathe and to have concern for,
would anyone believe if they were told that holding onto the dear heart becomes so painful,
that you might just wish you were just as lifeless as rock, rock that bears weight of so many feet daily,
would anyone believe if they were told that trying to be selfless becomes so soul-quenching,
that you might just wish your parents have brought you up with no sympathy and empathy for others,
would anyone believe if they were told that trying to be an extrovert, for the sake of others, becomes so torturous,
that you might just wish you too were an extrovert, who gives so much importance to talking crap (not all extroverts) that having or asking for solitude is considered a sin,
would anyone believe if they were told that being utterly good in this society will only result in you needing to take so many abuses,
that you might just wish you were just as bad as others.
you might just wish you were otherwise,
when things that you believe in,
when things that you love,
when things that are truth,
are questioned and you cannot help answer them,
though it has nothing to do with you having the answers or not.
those moments when you feel like “i wish i was otherwise” are those moments which i feel make someone weak and make them “give up” on what they are.
you just cannot wish you would be otherwise just because you are having a troubled life even while you are leading life along good principles.
well, that is a choice though.
to give up,
and not to.
and when the question does pop up in your mind,
and for good, you choose not to give up,
then friend, i warmly warn you,
tougher tides lie ahead.