Life is just unfair

we are often blind.

still waiting at a door that is tightly closed even though there is an open door.

don't know how to appreciate what's in front of us , and regret once its lost.

don't see those who faithfully wait and cares for us,

but continue to wait for those who don't really appreciate us that eventually,

we're the one who is suffering.


who's fault is that?


it is our own fault.


for creating and living in our own imagination,

and creating lies just to ease our heart when the reality is hard.



accept the reality that life is not like what we wished for.