the good that wont come out

[lyriclyinclined]

it amazes me how differently people view the world sometimes. how a single event can get skewed and changed depending on the eyes its seen through. my soul feels heavy lately with the things in the world i cant change, i used to have this idea about the world, that it was this really amazing place where good things happened if you worked hard enough or was nice enough or selfless enough. for a really long time i felt like i was doing something wrong everytime something bad happened, like it was always my fault. i think differently now, i know bad things are going to happen nomatter what i do. that i cant expect others to create my happiness for me, but that doesnt mean they cant make me happy. i feel like the world and the people i know have so much potential to be happy, but they steal it from themselves without even realizing it. so many of my friends waste time holding grudges, or faking through it until it just goes away. but pretending it isnt there, doesnt make it go away, it just fools you for a minute into thinking its gone. even if you dont talk about the elephant in the room, it doesnt change the fact that the elephant is still in the room. there is so much wisdom in the world, so many things i dont know, i dont think there is ever a person you cant learn from. i was talking with a friend today about how much we both love to have random conversations with strangers. its so interesting to hear the stories people have to tell. it makes me sad sometimes people can see the potential this world had, these people have, to do something wonderful, to be something wonderful. we waste so much time being upset, feeling cheated and entitled and ungreatful. i just cant take it sometimes. i cant stand the thought of forgetting, or missing out, or losing something wonderful because im letting it go to hold on to my grudge and my anger and my hurt. i try to hard to apreciate every moment the absolute most i cant, because i have this fear im going to fall asleep and lose everything meaningful. so if i dont live every experience to the fullest, it might never happen again, and i will be so sad that i missed out on it when i had it. a beautiful song, or a beautiful sight, or a kind gesture, i store them all for the moment when i lose them, because i will... nothing last forever, but when the last note has finished, and the last word is uttered, i will have made the most of them, i will have had it if only for that moment.

i wish people would listen more.
i wish people werent so closeminded
i wish people would step outside themselves more
i wish people werent so judgemental
i wish people were more greatful than expectant

i wish people would let go sometimes