Thursday, September 16, 2010

Expendable

1. (of an object) Designed to be used only once and then abandoned or destroyed.
2. Of little significance when compared to an overall purpose, and therefore able to be abandoned.

It's the perfect word to describe how I feel sometimes.

How come words become the most hurtful when it might be true? And it's not what you want yourself to be... And you think to yourself "How dare you!" when someone throws those words in your face.

How come it is so easy to hurt people, to be inconsiderate, selfish... But it's so difficult to be good?

How come it is so difficult to get that one thing you wish for... But so easy to get a million other things you don't care about?

How come everything in life needs our time and effort to maintain...

How come life is like a never ending ferris wheel that goes round and round and never stops?

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