it just occured to me how selfish people are and can be. it doesnt matter what they say, how they say it, when they say it just as long as they say it.
it probably din occured to them the consequences of those statements and how they can leave cracks.fissures.holes.tears.gaps. it doesnt matter at all it seems.
no wonder they say that 'The Pen is mightier than a Sword', 'a tongue of 6 inches can fell a man 6 ft'. its just amazing how words, whether spoken or written can make or break someone. well things happen for a reason i guess. i am someone who isnt realli too bothered about stupid rumours and gossip. they dont affect me. could be also because i dont hear much. even moo and siao know that there is no point in telling me stuff like that cos i just dont give a damn.
but it affects me when the people closest to me say things that carry a whole of significance. whether spoken in jest or anger or sadness or joy or whatever expressions, i get affected. cos they are the people that i treasure the most. and so it will hurt the most.
Twig once mentioned about me being tender-hearted. she called it a gift from God. Not everyone can be tender-hearted and yet still love more. she reminded me of asking for strength from above and that i am not alone.
My other leg of the tripod reminded me of my big heart that seems to know no limit. i guess its just the way i am created. with a big and tender heart to feel and care. God forbid the day i stop and feel nothing.
but with everything comes the other end of the sprectum. to know the size of my heart, i need to test it. and testing as we all know isnt always easy. and yet with God's Grace again and again, I survived. I am reminded that i am just a little human, a dust speck among millions. and yet even the sparrows are cared for. what more me?
What More Me?
it probably din occured to them the consequences of those statements and how they can leave cracks.fissures.holes.tears.gaps. it doesnt matter at all it seems.
no wonder they say that 'The Pen is mightier than a Sword', 'a tongue of 6 inches can fell a man 6 ft'. its just amazing how words, whether spoken or written can make or break someone. well things happen for a reason i guess. i am someone who isnt realli too bothered about stupid rumours and gossip. they dont affect me. could be also because i dont hear much. even moo and siao know that there is no point in telling me stuff like that cos i just dont give a damn.
but it affects me when the people closest to me say things that carry a whole of significance. whether spoken in jest or anger or sadness or joy or whatever expressions, i get affected. cos they are the people that i treasure the most. and so it will hurt the most.
Twig once mentioned about me being tender-hearted. she called it a gift from God. Not everyone can be tender-hearted and yet still love more. she reminded me of asking for strength from above and that i am not alone.
My other leg of the tripod reminded me of my big heart that seems to know no limit. i guess its just the way i am created. with a big and tender heart to feel and care. God forbid the day i stop and feel nothing.
but with everything comes the other end of the sprectum. to know the size of my heart, i need to test it. and testing as we all know isnt always easy. and yet with God's Grace again and again, I survived. I am reminded that i am just a little human, a dust speck among millions. and yet even the sparrows are cared for. what more me?
What More Me?
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