We live in a world where Allah creates everyone, everything has its opposites. And despite all that we should all live as ONE. I believe we all should. But I don't see that happening. How can we live as one, when we're all so keen of fighting. We live in lives ruled by our egos, and our pride, with our noses up in the air. We should be ashamed of ourselves.
But then again, there are others that deserves to be done whatever it is been done to them. I feel so sorry for them, because they obviously can't see things pass their own noses. They have total disregard for others, especially these others has been there for them, helping them. Bagai "Kacang Lupakan Kulit", malay proverb.
In the end, they're all left by themselves. People like these is what makes me act the way I am. I'd rather be alone than have to face these kinds of people. They don't deserve our time. There're other more useful things to do.
But me being who I am, I never liked fighting. It's very tiring, staying angry at one person for such a long time. But then hate and anger sometimes are easily confused over. I get riled up pretty easily but then I always manage to calm myself down. I don't like to prolong things, so I always ended up taking most of the blame, even though it's not mine to take. So yeah, them :1, and me: nil.
But they never got the best of me. They never took me down. Worn out? Yes.
Nonetheless... I am... The Last One Standing.
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"You've won out, but you won't get the best of me. I'm worn down, but I'll still believe. You're torn now, and you're left here to bleed. Your safe house is nowhere to be seen. I believe it ends."
- The Architect by Aerolyn
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