As I was devouring a box of munchkins,
Every piece added on the extra weight
This weight that I carry under my heart
However, my stomach is still empty.
That is how I feel inside.
I don't understand all of this anger
You were right
Things are always taken for granted
Appreciation only comes around by force
Everyone is looking through a small lens
Considering everything with a grain of salt
Expecting that grain of salt to dissolve their problems
But we all know that it does not work that way
A minute has between 60 to 100 heartbeats
Don't waste another heartbeat
Stop hanging with the players,
Who sit their asses on the bench
They ain't getting up anytime soon
Better yet don't be like them
It looks cool for a minute
Then it gets old really fast
"Be a heroine [in] your life,
Not the victim"
That card has been overused and worn-out
It's a lame excuse
And we blame life for mistreating us
But the truth is,
Life does not owe us anything
It is ours to take.
You can be on the fence about it
But life will move on with or without you
The truth is the safest bet
Just be yourself
And better.
- Ky-Viet Dang 01.19.2015
"Be the heroine of your life, not the victim" – Nora Ephron
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Living in the present.
PoetryUnsure of what the future holds. Still holding onto the past. Every emotion is valid and life is too short. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable - know what it feels like, what it looks like. You are not alone. Believe that you are worth it. You can't c...
