Why to be offended of death When you are a SURVIVOR! (Live the caption) I rarely remember my dreams which I visit when I close my eyes at night, because I'm the one full of daydreams, who actually see things out of the world, sometimes out of my own mind. Then, seek happiness in just painting them in my eyes and wait to make my hands to actually feel it with a hope. But still at one corner somewhere I find myself caged in the dilemma where not only I fight with myself, but also with the bars of my limitations. That is the point where frustration strikes. Tears flows for several nights, but no hands to wipe it out. Who don't face disappointments! These are what we actually need to learn. But, we escape making the grand excuses. And at a point, some end up returning their precious life to the Almighty. Those are the people who live to die, I don't. Death is for someone who have lived enough. I haven't yet, because there are still dreams in my eyes. One night I fall, the next morning again I rise with sun, just to draw a new present, not future. Because future is uncertain. Still people like my parents ask me to work hard today in order secure my future. And I don't wanna secure something most perilous in my life. I don't wanna sacrifices my present for it.
