Anonymous

 

You say, I am quite easy to read

Because I am nothing but an open book

If that’s so,

Then why do you keep getting me wrong?

 

You see only what I let you

You only see the outside me

The side, I show to the world

The other, I keep under wraps

 

There is a complexity inside

How deep it goes,

Even I can’t tell

Then how can you?

 

You think you know me well

Think again, pal

I might be an open book

But you aren’t just reading me right.

– aak92

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A Perspective

There are some things in life which make you cry like they happened, the very moment.  You feel the same level of pain, that you felt months or even years ago. Sometimes the emotions get a lot more intense than they were on that ‘actual day’. And you feel like you can never get over it.

I have been there.

You cannot turn a painful memory into a happy one. You cannot turn a loss into a gain. But you can move your focus form the gloomy picture and take notice of the brighter side.

The pain is part of this life, but so is joy. Now it depends on us, which we choose to keep in focus.

– aak92

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