enough
is it not enough to disagree, to dislike, to feel disrespect. must one plea, beg, cry for self-worth, acknowledgement, content. after sometime i started to despise pineapples and i realize why. i've learned never to silence my pain, never to give in, never to accept the compromise. and perhaps my greastest realization which can be translated as a weakness is that i can never say enough is enough. i never learn. i keep going, i take it in, i give more, i breathe and thats how i know i'm still alive and lucky. the most important breath of all is that sigh of relief, the exhale that indicates there'll be no more downfalls, lows, and nights of pondering such things.