Are you a good person with bad traits or a bad person with good traits?

Are you a quiet person with loud moments or a loud person with quiet moments?

Do you like to listen more and sometimes talk or do you like to talk more and sometimes listen?

Do you cry when it hurts or does it hurt when you cry?

Are you a facade or is the facade you?

Do you exist as a conclusion in the minds of others or does your existence shape the conclusion?

Does erring make you human or are you just a human error?

Excuses are given, and they dissolve in the air like humus, nothing solid, and yet with actual substance. But people don't see it, for not witnessing equates to disbelief. And I wield no power in consolidating truths, for I am a mere consolation, a tiny speck of dust.

Sshh. A moment of silence for the death of a fallacy. And the world laughs and moves.

Why do I even care. Why do I even try. I am not allowed any room to breathe, a few hiccups and coughs are beyond my means. I am not in the position to do so, let alone sigh. Be perfect, they say. Should you be less than that, then worthless you'll be rendered. Just paste a pleasant face all day and everyone wont make a hoot out of it and we'll all be a huge happy family like what everyone wants.

I only need Him, screw everyone.

Receiving this or not, I hope I am strong enough to face the challenges from either routes.

While it may differ at first, within me I believe an intersection towards betterment. Hold your horses and settle down, we're in for an interesting ride.