I know you.
Actually, I always see you.
You are that child longing for a happy and complete family.
You are that student fighting to survive over your academics.
You are that person who has been into a lot of heartaches and heartbreaks.
That dreamer who cannot pursue his passion.
That employee who works under pressure and a clump of workloads.
That parent who strives hard for the needs of his family.
I always see you.
At different places.
In different faces.
I have seen you.
I have seen you ignoring the bad days by making someone’s day.
I have seen you always acting bolder by tapping your friends’ shoulders.
I have seen you taking deep breaths in between of your pounding chest.
I have seen you hiding your sad eyes by flashing your faux sweetest smiles.
I have seen you stopping your traitor tears by chomping some foods just so you won’t weep.
I have seen you waking up in the middle of the night and grabbing some milk as your lullaby.
I have seen you trying all your best and gathering all your strength to face another wretched moment.
I know you, buddy. You’ve been fighting for so long. Concealing your scars. Masking what’s behind.
But I want to tell you, that it’s actually fine not to be fine. It’s okay if you’re sad. It’s normal if you want to cry. And it’s fine even if you’re feeling nothing at all at the same time.
But may I request you something? Just this once.
May you divulge it?
Take that off… that brightest disguise of yours and just embrace it… the dancing blues in front of you. Whine if you need it. Isolate yourself if that’s what will help you to internally rest. Scream if you want to. Screech what’s really inside of you. Snubbing it won’t make it vanished. Releasing won’t make it too but it can be diminished, at least.
But after it,
after all of it,
after all of your vigor ran out,
please be fine, again. Promise me you’ll keep battling no matter how cruel things may go.
I want to see ‘us’ on that victory line. Together. Holding our own trophies of the triumphant journey against the miserable treacherous life.
We’ll gonna get this through. Keep moving, buddy. Keep breaking those chains and boundaries.
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