In life, we strive so hard to be that perfect person. Constantly feeling the need to be entirely perfect and flawless. 

Truth be told, nobody can be flawless. So why are we even trying so hard to be perfect? The media puts us into such an illusion that beauty can be only attained from the outside. It’s completely distorted. So yet again, why are we trying so hard? 

Maintaining a facade of normalcy is exhausting in this society, sometimes I don’t even feel like being myself just because everything has became so judgmental. 

Sometimes, I wonder if I am ever good enough for all obstacles that life may bring me. Am i strong enough for all the shits coming my way? Am I brave enough to forgive and forget the past? Am I? I stop and ponder am I really that contented with myself actually. 

There are some days I wake up feeling completely and utterly ugly. I wished I could just dig a hole and hide myself in there and not go to school/out. On the contrary, there are some days I wake up feeling exceptionally pumped up and beautiful, ready to conquer the world. I guess having said that, I’m sure every one will have their bad and good days too. 

Nevertheless, I thank God for everything, even the littlest things in life. It’s all the little things that have made me crumble yet stronger, happy and sad. 

When life gives you lemons, chill and make lemonade.