The Inner Voice Of A Human
Hey it' me, a human being. Let me show you the inner side of me. My thoughts sometimes not even let me sleep. Today I decided to bring them out.
I say I'll do something big, the world says you look sick. I dream big and people laugh at me. When I try to fly, they cut my wings. When I try to stand up, they push me down. When I run they put obstacles in my way.
And the reasons I can see are only two. First one is that this world is full of hatred. No hater can see my success. This is a lame reason for me to stop myself. Hater is gonna hate no matter what I do.
Second reason I see are my loved ones. I don't know what they want. They say they love me that's why they stop me because they cannot see me in pain. According to them when I fell down it will hurt me and i won't be able to stand up again.
But these reasons look unsatisfactory to me. How someone else can decide my limits? Do they know the power and potential the God has given me?
Why don't they think I can rise too. The possibilities are equal. Why should I flow with negative imaginations if I don't even try. Maybe the consequences take me to the sky. Who knows?
So I decided I'll do whatever I want. I'll stand up again and again unless I become unstoppable. And this is the inner voice of a human being, the noblest of all creatures.
I say I'll do something big, the world says you look sick. I dream big and people laugh at me. When I try to fly, they cut my wings. When I try to stand up, they push me down. When I run they put obstacles in my way.
And the reasons I can see are only two. First one is that this world is full of hatred. No hater can see my success. This is a lame reason for me to stop myself. Hater is gonna hate no matter what I do.
Second reason I see are my loved ones. I don't know what they want. They say they love me that's why they stop me because they cannot see me in pain. According to them when I fell down it will hurt me and i won't be able to stand up again.
But these reasons look unsatisfactory to me. How someone else can decide my limits? Do they know the power and potential the God has given me?
Why don't they think I can rise too. The possibilities are equal. Why should I flow with negative imaginations if I don't even try. Maybe the consequences take me to the sky. Who knows?
So I decided I'll do whatever I want. I'll stand up again and again unless I become unstoppable. And this is the inner voice of a human being, the noblest of all creatures.
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