Morning questions..

As usual, got nothing to do at work, so thought of writing something. Am i going to turn into a boring person who never talks unless feeling sever boredom?

Tell me.. How far do we change?
And who’d really responsible for us changing?
Is it the experiences we pass by daily.. or is it simply life’s way of ruling our lives?!

So long I keep on crying over spilt milk and how beautiful the past was.. is it that beautiful? or my mind colors the past compared to the present.. as a way of tense denial?

Many things I can’t even believe they’re already gone...
And other many many things I can’t believe they’re my present and future for a looong time..

Am I feeling naturally like others? or living in a dreamy world till now?
would I ever wake up to get it.. I’m no longer the little girl playing with the little boys?..

life is not easy.. and looks will never be..
life is struggle.. and a continuous fight.. am I ready? am I really up to?

mm.. I don’t know..