Life is so unfair. Some of us are blessed with the highest order of heavenly grace while some lived cursed since the day they were born.
For the cursed , it becomes quite unfair to watch the blessed and their lives while we wished we had what they had . If God existed , the curse wouldn't be cast upon us innocent people who had no recollection of the sins we've committed to live such a traumatic life .
For the blessed , they never really do realise how much they've got to be thankful for . To be blessed with a home not merely a house , family members that aren't merely titles , friends that are real and experiences many would dream of. Their book contains a fairytale , full of bliss and happily ever afters.
And this piece is more for the cursed ones that as our curse will be lifted only when we grow up strong and independent with strong mindset
carved out of bitter experiences and extreme sadness .
To the cursed ones , build an empire . One you've never thought you could. To lift our curse , we first must live with it. To accept the concept of Guardian angels is foreign to us and we're stronger on our own.
Keep fighting till you make it .
To the cursed ,
From the cursed
