Too many times, we're being like this:
Work very hard and follow all the rules just to get the best result.
Losing ourself.
Wishing that we could eat the blackboard that all the solutions can go into our brain.
But,
what we used for thinking is brain, not mind.
We're machinelike,
formated into what other wants us to be.
Doctor, Dentist, Engineer.
Where's your real passion?
Did you asked your mind?
Or you asked your brain?
What comes in mind when you think of enjoyment?
Tele? Facebook? Cellphones?
Any other than that?
Beyond machines?
That you can feel it with your heart,
not know it with your brain?
It's too tired too carry on with homeworks.
It's too tired to complete all those assignments.
But passion can drive you,
to make you go beyond your limit, your boundary,
at the same time makes you relax and happy.
And confidence carry you on with extra strength.
Get you rid of fear and panic.
Makes you take a wider and bigger step towards tomorrow,
where you only believe that there's only brightness on tomorrow.
Stress is not a big matter.
It's what the brain gives you.
Forcing too much pressure into your mind and soul,
trying to beat you down,
tumble you down,
so that it can win.
The brain is a spy,
a spy who don't lie and work precisely,
for the other brain,
the other brain that try to control you:
Other people.
Maybe parents,
maybe teacher.
They make you into what they want.
Maybe they haven't been one.
They mould and shape you.
In a perfect but crooked-core vast
which will broke instantly whenever you smash it onto the floor.
Nothing will cushion your breaks.
Except your real self
a real sponge that absorb shocks
and makes you land safety without crack.
So here you go,
fly with you wings.
You will only have wings if you believe in it.
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