We all are that little cusp floating between who we are and what we want to be.
We become fake when one perceives us for what we want to be but actually chances to encounter with who we are
Not always we speak who we are, not because we want to lie, but we feel by speaking what we want to be will just make us that a little faster
We don’t always want to be something because it is more exciting sometimes it is just because the person who we are is nothing but a bowl of mush thrown into the electric grinder which doesn’t even make noise of it’s damage
We do believe in doing our things on our own for ourselves but we always fancy the idea of someone special doing the same for us and that’s not because we love ourselves any less but it’s the feeling to be loved could be independent
We fight sometimes because we want to protect who we are from eroding into something so fragile that would be shaken up by the easiest of winds and that process we end up becoming someone who we didn’t want to be
Sometimes we just don’t know who we are but that’s also because we don’t want to stop ourselves from evolving to become something so marvelous that it’s first sample came in the form of you
We fancy what we want to be and that keeps us alive most often because once we are happy with the way we are we would slumber in the comforter which our unconditional love for ourselves offers us
Sometimes we are this sometimes we are that. We love the person we hate the most and we curse the person we want the most, no we are not fake we are just a bundle of confused emotions dominated by our principals which will eventually give us enough strength to stick around with people whom we will hate with time and circumstances.
The only way to achieve constant is to set a few principals for ourselves and make that as the goal of who we want to be and once we are that our next goal will always be to retain those principals even though our feelings change because feelings are nothing but a bunch of hormones out at the park for a fun day and you don’t know which way they will sway
So are we our hormones? because they do decide largely what we feel for that particular instance or we are the principals which stay forever but prevent us from a new kind of life which the nature may offer to us?
We are not the adjectives the world gives us, but if we like them we tend to behave even though we aren’t that way, just to be loved a little more by others than what you love yourself today
And what we do sometimes is more because our feelings drift us on a darker shore but it is only those dark stormy nights our the light house of our character will come to our rescue and bring us back home ashore
Because. . .
We are largely a little cusp floating somewhere between who we are and what we want to be.