We should never be made to resent the way we are.
But at times, an incident occurs to do just that.
And even though you know well and proper that you should not let it get to you, somehow it just manages to settle under your skin.
It's all very well to brush it off.
It's all very well to square your shoulders and spit at it right in its eye.
But its remnants are stubborn. Just like yourself.
But the sad part has yet to come.
The painful part is at the spot where you realise that your resentment against yourself arises from own being.
Afterall, you moulded your own character, you more or less shaped a personality.
And you more or less make your own choices too.
Is your designing that bad?
Actually if we give it a little thought, we live in a place that we have much to be thankful for.
But what if from time to time,
you feel you actually dont belong?
And then you start to turn your back on the world.
But the world doesnt give a flying f***(toot toot toot)
And why the hell should it?
Embrace our own individualities. That's what they always say.
And you know they're right.
Just that, sometimes, every once in a while, you arent that mature.
Sometimes you just want to stick your tongue out and raise your.... not your thumb, not your 2nd finger, not your ring finger and not mr small man.
But that's ok.
As long as it happens ... not very often.
