Things Work In Funny Ways

It's way to easy to be jealous about other people's live, the things they have, and the qualities they possess, but too hard to remember those which you have and should be grateful for. It's so simple to fall at the hands of defeat through stress, pressure, worries, and fear, but not easy enough to keep standing strong -or even get up again- for belief, hope, and morals. It's normal to expect the worst, to be a pessimist, and to find reason to hate it all, however, very rare to see the hope and light, to be an optimist, and to find reasons to love it all.
It's easy to complain, hard to change...
Effortless to take, but difficult to give...
Second nature to walk away, but inconvenient to lend a hand...
It's just fine to demand, but never comply...
Simple to fall, challenging to run...
Convenient to support oneself, but problematic to carry another...
Easy to hate, hard to love...



The list goes on... it's sad but it's true. It's terrible that sometimes we give in to these things, but the best part is, sometimes we don't. Sometimes we know about the paradox of our actions and we force ourselves to change. I guess it's amazing really, because it brings new meaning to the value of the things you work for. I'm sure that I for one appreciate things more in life that I learned were essential for me to be without and initially took for granted. I believe I am stronger for being weak, happier for being sad, more giving for being demanding and kinder for being cruel. I'm sure I have ways to go on the path of righteousness, but I'm also sure my flaws will help me find the way.

There's A Monster In The Closet

I can't move, I can't even breathe
My throat is closing up and my limbs are growing numb
This fear is swallowing me up
Because there's a monster in the closet

I bet it's terrible and horrible
Most certainly, the scariest thing there is to see
It's horrendously evil, and powerful too
He could tear me to shreds, that I do not doubt

I feel myself shrinking
The weight of my fear growing
With every bit it does I am fading
Because of this monster in the closet

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I wrote this because I had a funny little childish moment. I was shutting my closet door when I thought I saw a... thing, or maybe a monster, inside. I figured of course it was just a shadow. But, I just wanted to laugh at myself for automatically jumping to fear, playing up the frightening possiblities of what is probably nothing. Maybe I'm not afraid of the monster in my closet anymore (or at least not all the time) but I still find myself doing a double take on life and being afraid of things that are not so scary. I let myself build the fear up and let it just take over. I would bet that maybe everyone has a couple monsters in their closet. And one day, those monsters will have become something to laugh at... because they were really never so scary.