I can be light, I can be dark
I can be a diamond, I can be a coal
I can be a sunflower, I can be a snowflake
I can be silk, I can be sand
I can be a fortress, I can be a ruin
What am I?
A masterpiece in the making
“We live in an age where we feel guilt whenever we have to cut someone off but the reality is that some relationships do need to die, some people do need to be unfollowed and defriended. We aren’t meant to be this tethered to the people in our past.
The Internet mandates that we don’t burn bridges and keep everyone around like relics but those expectations are unrealistic and unhealthy. Simply put, we don’t need to know what everyone else is up to. We’re allowed to be choosy about who we surround ourselves with online and in real life, even if it might hurt people’s feelings.” by Ryan O’Connell
I wish people enjoy poetry as much as hypocrisy. I wish they create art rather than wars. I wish they discuss atoms, aliens, sex, science, music instead of rating each other by ethnicity, religion and nationality. I wish they had a twisted mind who speak with emotion and kindness, not with hate and blindness.