bittersweet .

this had nothin' to do with me. k?

what my dad taught me, is hatred.
he taught me how to care, yet he didn't care about his wife's hapiness, still he mocked be of being insecure and careless.
he taught me to be wise, but he can't make the decision, and when he's wrong, he blamed his wife.
he treated his wife just like a mere pawn, locked in a cage. she could get out only if the king made a mistake.

what my mom taught me, is lie.
she taught me how to care, yet she didn't care about the mistakes she and her husband both made, and keep repeating the same mistake.
she taught me to be wise, but she keep her mind closed. never try to improve herself due to the problems they had together.
she treated herself pitifully. she blamed everything to herself, and never had the willing to move on. which is why she is still a pawn.

what my God taught me, is to hang on.
even though life is a misery, He always gave us a solution to every problem. it's up to you to either keep trying or give up miserably.
even though life keeps on pushing us down, there's always His hand we hold on to. so we could carry on in this life, stand up once more.
even though we're in the deepest fall of our life, He's always willing to give us a great man to help us with our problems. a friend.

life is bittersweet.
don't say your life is unfair. because maybe you are the one who is making your own life unfair. what you have is your life depends on what you think it is. if it's good, then it's good. if it's bad, then it's bad. always be grateful of what you got. God created disasters around the world to tell us, make us realize that there's more unfairness than us in the world.


yaa, this is a poem ? i just created . it tells a story of an unfair life. a little boy in pain whose life is having a knockdown, only to be saved by the man upstairs. yes, God himself.

I'm just another pawn, brought to life to deliver a message.