The tides never stops.

     You know how the waves slam the surface of the beach, it never ends, a cycle that goes on till forever. At a certain angle of the eye, it probably is one of the most beautiful sight ever but on an opposite angle it could only mean otherwise. Sounds ridiculous much? Probably it does but not to my eye. The emotion is beyond sick, it has reach the point of hurtful. All I feel isn't temper or frustration. It pricks each time. Each time the tide slams my comfortable and cozy life, it hurts, it finds the right moment and unleashes its brutality on it leaving viewers a pleasant sight of life. Time to time it never fails to implant the thought of "that really is who you are, just another individual made to be laughed at".
      Frankly, what wrong have I done to face all this? I'm not talking as if I'm the only one in this world to have face all this, I'm very well aware of the worst things that may have happened to different individuals but it really makes me ponder a lot. Growing up listening to words like "ugly", "weird" and whatnot creates arrogance and cockiness in an individual or at least that is the effect on me. Its not like I do not realize where my physical appearance stand but do I really need constant reminders? Every time I brush it off, it appears nothing more like a short time snooze. There is only so much a heart, size of a fist could absorb, only so much the tears could well up around the edges of the eye, beyond that, one becomes nothing but an emotionless being. May be it all has its purpose, I wouldn't know but I really do hope I have what it takes to continue fending off these ugly tides in my life. All that I wish for, someone that realizes that behind this ugly persona, lies a character that perhaps, just perhaps isn't half bad.

       Till then, for all the hurt that is to come and that has come, I guess I'll just have to face it.