We, people, as a group, are very strong. We firmly believe in something very firmly. And whoever decides to oppose against what we believe in, we taunt and mock and jeer at them, we insult them so much that even they begin to think that maybe they're wrong. As a group, yes, we're very strong. But I don't think we're strong as individuals. Ask anyone to stand up alone and shout out to the world that he believes in something, and he won't be able to. Not for long.

The thing is we as a group know we have each other, we know that it's us against everyone. But when we're alone, we're on the other side of the situation. We're the ones being mocked at instead of the one mocking other people. We're the ones being ostracized.

Sometimes I think whether all the people in a group actually do have a common objective or goal. Or maybe some of them just don't want to be alone. They just want to know they have a group on which they can rely on instead of be alone and have noone. Maybe all we need is a little support and we hold on to it for dear life. All we need is to feel a little less alone even if it means making some one else feel more alone.

Trapped inside my own body

Have you ever felt trapped? Like someone's pushing you down and not letting you be free? Like a caged bird or a prisoner? Trapped in your own house, trapped in your routine, trapped in who everybody else wants you to be. You're trapped by your studies, and what your parents expect you to become academically. You're trapped by beliefs and morals imposed on you. You are also trapped by what people want you to be. 

I believe the worst thing ever is to feel trapped in your own body. To feel like you don't deserve to live the life you're living and do the things you're doing. When you feel you're destined to do something else, to be someone else. And that feeling, is possibly the worst feeling there ever could be. When you feel like you don't belong. Not in this college. Not in this home, or in this family, maybe not even in this world. That's possibly the worst thought ever. To not belong.

And here I thought

And when I thought I'd have you walking by my side all along, you were taken away. You were taken away and here I am, walking alone. 

You told me

You told me it's for the best. But you couldn't stop crying.

You told me life goes on. But you still haven't let go of the past.

You told me not to fight. But your knuckles are ready to punch.

You told me not to shout. But you've been screaming yourself hoarse.

You told me not to lie. But you have been lying to yourself all along.

You told me someday we'll meet again. But you have already decided to never look back again.

You told me you'd never break my heart. But you walked out the door with shattered pieces of it in your hand.

You told me to forget you. But you have my picture carved in your heart.

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I think if this can't break your heart, nothing will.

Is it true - out of sight, out of mind? Or does absence make the heart grow fonder?

It all comes down to priorities

In the end, it all comes down to priorities. All that matters is who and what we put first. To some, family would matter so much they would be willing to give up their life for them. For some, studies have to be the most important thing because that is what will help them get jobs and earn money for the rest of their live. Still others would prefer friends to be their top most priority because of the support and the happiness they provide. Some would go for religion and the peace and sanctity it provides.
But do we really know what our priorities are? Or are we just so messed up that we can't keep them in order? Maybe we have such a confused state of mind that we know not of what is important to us anymore. And maybe we don't realise the seriousness of it all. Of how our preferences can affect us. Of how priorities can save our lives. Or destroy them to the very end.

If you're strong enough to take that blade and draw it across your skin. 

If you're strong enough to take those pills and swallow them when no one's home.

If you're strong enough to tie that rope and hang it from the ceiling fan.

If you're strong enough to jump off that bridge, my friend.

You are strong enough, to live.