Epilouge: (My P.O.V)
It was so easy to forget things; so easy to forget why we are what we are in the first place. So easy to place the blame on someone else rather then ourselves. It was becoming so easy to forget our roots, who we are, why we are here, and how we got here.
It was so easy to forget that, before there was pleasure, there was pain.
It was so easy to forget that before we were walking, we were crawling.
So easy to forget that before we could talk, we weren't say anything.
It was becoming too easy to forget that, before we have all the things we depend on now, we had nothing. At the beginning, there was nothing. We didn't have fancy cars and houses out of the blue; we had to work for freedom, for the rights people had died for. It was so easy to just forget everything, and nothing at the same time.
So easy to forget that life was fragile.
Forget that, within a second, another life had been taken. Easy to forget that, if God really wanted to, he could take yours because enough was enough. Or if Karma decides to be a bitch and kick you in the balls. Or if Mother Nature decides to commit sucide and rotate into the Sun, killing us all. It was so easy to forget that before we were humans, we were animals, and no, I'm not talking about Ape theory thing, I meant us being inhuman.
Before we were here, we had to get pass the past, and in the that past, lies hopelessness and dispair. We'd killed each other just for the sake of being different, for not being what you think was considered 'normal' back then. We'd cried, shed blood, and died for what we have now. If God could, he would come down here and tell us how disappointed he is with us. He, along with others, fought against every rule humanity had thrown at him for this. He wanted us to be happy, but again, it was so easy to forget...
Easy to forget that all the things that matters the most, could be gone simply because he had decided to turn the other way. Easy to forget that, people in the past would have never fought for us if they'd knew what will happen in the pass decades or so. And we don't need anymore pity from our ghost of the past; we already got shit to deal with.
And yet, in the same breath, we all became so engrossed with our needs and wants, questions of 'how am I gonna get by' or 'Why did have to happen to me?', that we overlook one small detail.
If you're as committed as you said you are, if you're really that desperate for help, you shouldn't be turning your nose up at the very sight of help, reguardless of how small the pay of the job is, or even complain about all the shit that went wrong in your life. Take in everything you can, because sooner or later, this world is coming to an end. And if you haven't done everything you wanted to do, then you better do it fast, because honestly, nobody is holding you back but yourself. Your parents aren't the judge of you, despite bringing you in this world, your friends can't help you, because at the end of the day, the last ones remaining are the only ones who will stay true blue to you. If you want a husband or a wife so badly, then stop fucking around and get your shit together. Nobody wants a bum in their life, and if you had fucked up once, then oh well. You live and you learn, right? You got nobody but yourself to blame. Time waits for no one, and rather or not you deicide to do anything in your life while you still can is up to you. I'm only telling it how it is, life sucks, you only got one chance to do right, and if you waste it, then that's on you too. Instead of fucking complaining about everything, instead of being a giant asshole who will go nowhere in life, instead of making everyone else miserable simply because you don't like the way they are treating you, I suggest to you to man the fuck up, you sissy. Take in every breath of freash air as though it might be your last, because you may never know, man...
It might just be.
If today was your last day, and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call those old friends you'd never see?
Reminisce old memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreaming of?
Swear up and down to God above, that you'll finally fall in love?
If today was your last day?
Would make your mark, by mending a broken heart?
You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars
Reguardless of who you are
So do whatever it takes
Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life
Let nothing stand in your way
Cause the hands of time are never on your side" Nickelback- "If Today Was Your Last Day"