A mother and A father

There is no family perfect,

is it? 

yet we know nobody is perfect,

yes there is also nothing can be conclude as perfect,

but a family is family,

we do not choose who is our father and mother,

all we have to know is,

we were born with love

and through love, we live...

I was once full of jealousy,

why is it my friends have a happy family? 

why is it their parents were still together and mine were apart? 

why is it mine is nothing compared to others? 

I was a fool,

I judge them by what I saw,

Yet their feeling in despair,

I choose to put aside.

I was once considered my self as a black sheep in a family,

as a unlucky child or something,

what do I think back then? 

I was filled with misery,

I blame them for letting me feel unwanted,

but ignore the fact,

Once the were together,

so how much my misery compared to their pain? 

It's how I build myself up after the separation,

actually,

I want to share my positiveness to others who in the same boat as me,

hey,

We supposed to be the one who look up for them

when the times passed by and they getting old,

no matter how far a father is or a mother is,

we should often visit,

We are the result of their love,

A father is a Father no matter how harsh they can be,

A mother is always be a mother no matter how noisy they can be,

Separation is bad,

but the thing we do to cope with the situation is important.

Remember,

They never choose to break the family apart,

it's just somehow,

everything cannot be the same again,

they can't wake up in the same bed,

they can't live under the same roof,

we as a children,

we should accept the fact that they are human being,

they cannot pretend to be perfect so we can see their fake smile

towards each other,

we should let them cries and shout at each other

so when the time is done,

we knew that they are trying so damn hard to keep it together,

trying to be the perfect daddy and mommy,

they are trying.

In the end,

when the parents separated,

the children began to hurt,

and heart began to breaks,

this is apply to all members in the family,

children is not the only one affected,

the parents that make the decision,

they who are going the hard part.

' LOVE OUR FATHER AS WELL WE LOVE THE MOTHER,

THEY ARE THE SAME NO MATTER HOW MANY TEARS THEY PUT IN OUR FACE AND HOW DEEP THE SCARS THEY LEFT IN OUR HEART.'

You are Matter

conciousness doesn't mean we are well awake,

it's also define well aware of surrounding and adjusting to changes.

People change,

But the fact that past is still past,

that the only thing that will never be change.

Normal people choose to forget,

some choose to ended,

some chose to carry on,

the thing is,

we live with our past and we will remembered 

no matter how many times we shut our eyes,

we pretend not to hear,

we choose not to look.

For those who choose to forget,

seriously,

can you really forget it? ,

for those who choose to ended,

by any mean necessary,

is it really ended? ,

or for those who choose to carry on,

why would you be with the one who hurt you? ...

Sleeping with eyes open wide,

starring at the blank ceiling and the spinning fan,

take as much time as you need,

whatever thing or whoever person who hurt you,

you need to acknowledge your pride first,

before you let them crush it.

Acknowledge that you are matter,

you are liveable,

you are important.

It's about to be or not to be,

wise man said,

' if you ignore me, I will ignore you..

if you don't start the conversation, I wont talk,

if you don't put an effort, why should I? '