Once, sometimes I wonder, if we’re all destined for the end, why should we bother with what we’re doing or trying to achieve?
But then I realized -like I said to someone- destiny is what I make… whatever path I choose that is my destiny… that is why life is a journey, not a destination.
A
piece of sad news last week from one of celebrity here caused a storm in my thoughts and feelings.
And I couldn’t express them properly. I came up with something like
this:
Life is short, and we’re making it shorter.
Pain is inevitable, and we’re bringing more of it upon ourselves.
Hope – we live to dream; we die unfulfilled.
Destiny – do we make up our own paths, or were we given from the start?
Happiness is the satisfaction we love to have.
Regrets – I have a few and it’s too late to fix them.
It
was upsetting. It made me take a serious look at my own life – was I
wasting it? Was I making the best of it? Had I been putting too much
emphasis on superficial things and forgetting the rest?
I tried so hard, and got so far
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter
I had to fall, to lose it all
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter
(In The End – Linkin Park)
Chichi N. Utami 