Friday, April 09, 2004

Pretenses

How do you keep up with pretenses?
Smiling when you're down,
Laughing when you're sad,
Being crazy when you're tired...
As the days go by these pretenses affects the person physically and mentally. Sometimes no matter how hard you try to control it it spins out of control. How long can a person keep wearing a mask? How long can a person keep up with the facade? When a person is going through a lot and keeps most of it to himself, it eats up inside. Eventually when its too much to handle the person breaks down. When you see this happening what do you do? What would you think? Do you consider the person weak without even knowing what the person is going through? If you think you know are you even sure what you know is EVERYTHING? How bloody sure can you be? What right do you have in judging the person? The usual remarks will always come up when this happens i.e "oh this proves that girls are weaker then guys" or "he/she is always like that let he/she be" or "like he/she is the only one with problems"... common remarks made but what are they based on? Presumptions? Assumptions? How could you even call yourself a friend then? Friends dont do that. Friends accept each other for what the person is and not what you expect out of them. With all this happening no wonder pretenses exist...

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.The Writer.

I love standing in the rain, letting the feel of raindrops caress feverish skin, letting it wash away my thoughts, worries and pain. I love the feel of sand between my toes, the cool wind whispering in my ear, the soothing sound of the sea, the warmth of a hug. I love anything vintage, historical, mysterious and magical. I like to laugh, I like freedom and happiness, I like the idea of romance, being swept off my feet and happy endings. I currently have no idea where i'm going but i know i'll get where i'm suppose to be in due time. I want things i cant have, I dream of things that can never be but i'm too afraid to leave the things i'm familiar with even when i know i'm adaptable to change. I can be the person you love or hate, like or loath, admire or envy. I am not perfect,
I am just me.