Life. From the moment that umbilical cord is cut, and you step into this vast world from the tiny one you were used to living in, life has been nothing but hard on you. You don't like this big unfamiliar scary dark world. You'd rather live inside that tiny one, full of warmth and a place you could call home. And hence, you cry. The first thing you do after entering this world is, cry. You don't know where you are, what's the mysterious creature holding you and you don't know what you are supposed to do, out here. Inside that tiny world, you pretty much did nothing, nothing at all.
And then, as you grow up, you learn to adapt to this new world, and start behaving like the same mysterious creatures, the ones you were afraid of. It astonishes you, how fast and how sudden the change was, and how you forgot about that tiny little world from where you came out of, and all its memories.
Growing up was always a challenge for you, although you were given everything you could ever wish for, it still lacked one thing, and that was, a mother's love. She never did get the chance to show her love to you. Your father said, she died when you were young. You ask your father frequently, how did it happen, but he just changes the subject rudely. You don't know what happened to your mother, but you hope that where ever she is, she is safe and happy. Finally, you're eighteen now. And by then, you build up the rebellious side of yours, which didn't get any less, thanks to the lack of attention of your father over you. You wouldn't hear it, but you knew that your father hated you. Deep down inside, he despised you, your existence. You didn't know why, and that was what pissed you off.
And then all of a sudden, you finally find out why. You didn't ask for it, you didn't plan for it to happen, but you suddenly now know, why your father despised you. If you were in his shoes, you'd hate yourself too. This was all too big of a news for you. You couldn't handle that stabbing pain in your heart and your head. You think of a way to end this pain, this stabbing, and then you finally get a rope and a chair, and end the pain, once and for all. You finally leave this world, but you don't cry like the time, you came into it. You feel good, leaving this world. Cause you finally realize what sacrifices were made for you to bring you into this world, and leave that tiny one. You finally realize you were the reason, that your mother was not with you right now. You finally realize that you were the one, who destroyed that tiny little world. Leaving it devastated when you came out, bruised and shattered. You hang lifelessly, from the ceiling, a puddle of tears beneath your chair. But a smile on your face, cause you'll finally be one, with that same tiny little world again.
