12/27/07

We are ever so fragile. Ever so delicate.
Ashes, ashes- we all fall down.
In a race to the finish, no one wins. We all meet the same fate.
I see so many people try to be something, someone, that they are not. What for? You should not live to impress others. If some one is in your life, it should be because they like you for who you are.
When you are out only to gain acceptance, to fit in, you lose sight of yourself. You inadvertantly become only what others want you to be. You are no longer yourself anymore, but a cheap novelty.
Tell me- Was it worth it?