Thoughts and reflections

What they might think and what I think

People say that it's easy to get out of depression if you stay strong.

People say to rely to somebody 'cause no one can live on their own.

People say love is a perfect and wonderful thing to feel.

People say family will always make you feel safe.

People say having friends is everything.

People say that you shouldn't complain 'cause there'll always be someone who lives in a worse situation than you.

But......

You fell to depression because you were strong enough to bottle everything up inside and just act fine.

How can you rely on someone, when you know how society can really be.

How can love be perfect when people themselves say that it hurts to love. Love has it's own flaws, just as other things. It might not be perfect, but maybe it can be a wonderful thing to experience.

Sometimes the family itself is the reason why you feel in danger or insecure. Sometimes your own blood and flesh are the one who judge you fist for your flaws and imperfections, making you feel pain and taste your own blood, sweat and tears.

Having friends might be everything, but when they leave or stab you in the back, that's when you feel that your everything crumbles and then just  turns to dust, which leads you to regret.

How can people say that, while knowing that not everyone is the same. Each of us has their own personality, lives, ideas, dreams and pain tolerance.
Maybe to someone an ugly situation might seem a joke, but to somebody else it might be one of the worst thing he/she ever faced.