LIFE

I have a lot in my mind, feels like i am empty yet full of inner episodes and passion, wished life could just be perfect for our imperfect selves.Wearied, yet I know it's in me, the power and strength to pull through, the power to find my identity in the midst of idiosyncrasies, what makes me me! In times of weakness, saddled with a load of care, cumbered with anxiety and aiming for perfection in a perfect world of imperfect ideas and beliefs. Indeed, it's an inextirpable self emotions. I guess this is what reminds us of the fact that we are human BEING.