It’s morning again, here where I am in, facing at the outside, observing passersby exercing.

I wanna jog like them, but I just got out of shift, my body and mind had to rest. Although I will take a stroll tomorrow mornings aftershift, not today.

Listening to the chirps of the birds, happy and free, welcoming this new day. I have so much to thank, to the lord that blessed us.

This day started happily, this is how I end my day. Breeze near the sea is talking to me, come inhale me, it will keep you healthy everyday.

The mountains are probably happy to see me seeing them, hoping to touch them. But I can’t, they’re so far away, I can only feel them, and thank them for existing.

At least my surrounding is no longer boring.
When people starts yelling and dramatizing, the forest is there waiting for me to allow them. Calming my nerves and my angst, destressing my feelings.

It’s nice to see and hear different sounds from different creatures outside of me, rather than hearing people’s negative voices ruining my day.

I am excited to meet new acquaintances, I am looking forward to seeing them everyday, listening to their dreams and their progress.

Sometimes, I’d rather be a cheerer than a performer, but I must also be cheered because I also deserve it. It’s okay to switch places, it’s okay to experience that.

Who said you can’t? Just do it, show them you can. Prove them wrong, that’s how I deal with my enemies in mind, do it for yourself.

Once you’ve reacted differently than you used to be, you’ll feel good, knowing that you’ve done something unexpected, they’re shocked to see.

What a miracle, they thought you are what they think you are, easy to anger, easy to shame, slow to forgive, easy to give them power to keep you belittled.

Now look at you in the future, smiling back at yourself, head over hills, you know who the truth about who you really are. You can be who you choose to be.

I hope you choose to stay balancing, I hope you aim to balance both of you. Sometimes, it’s also okay to be bad, but not for long, just for fun.

Published by Roselyn

Hi! I'm Roselyn! The first and only daughter of my father. He's a farmer and I am so proud of him for raising me and accepting me as his own. I believe that Broken families are meant to be broken for good. As a product, I always feel in-secured about family coz I think I don't have one and I am left alone; but the truth is, I still have them, they just went separate ways and I just have to accept that and move on. It's my only insecurity, I have no place to call my home coz my parents doesn't have one. They're broken after all. I'm going to make a family and it will start with me.

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