story book
Sunday, May 03, 2009
My life is like a story book, full of chapters. Many people always ask me, why you look so sad and seldom smile. Well, sometime it makes me think that those people on street always laughing and smiling away, are they truly happy and just a mask they put in on. In this world, I wonder is there really such things called Happiness exist. Many people I saw on the street look so differently, many put on a stern and unapproachable mask others put on a blank face. Well, why can't this world be a place where everyone is easy going and be approachable. Is it really that hard to smile at someone you don't even know. I felt that this world is so cold even though we are having global warming, people seems to be cold towards one another. Where is the love and care in this society? Everyone seems to be neglecting one another. I wonder what kind of place it will become in 10years from now. People judge each other not through apperance but behaviour and sexual prefrence too. If people see you close to your own sex they say you are homosexual, people see you hanginG around with opposite sex too much they say you are a flirt. I wonder why people must be so unkind to one another. Can't different coexist and live together?