What would I do to know what the future holds? So I can let you hear the unspoken history and to distinguish defensive lies? You’ve somewhat been an anchor – holding me down not to be swayed by false promises of solitude. Making me rethink, reconsider, and redo. What has gotten into verses that don’t hold meaning? I’m burning traditions and putting too much to faith. Somewhat the universe is throwing stones not to hurt anyone but to test bonds and pillars of trust. And I think I am ready.

I know I was difficult. And ungrateful. But an old tree will always be old, or is it not? Are you ready to turn the tables around?

If you could be anywhere that you wanted to be
With anyone that you wanted to be with
Do anything that you wanted to do
What would it be and who would it be with you
Time flies but you’re the pilot
It moves real fast but you’re the driver
You may crash and burn sometimes

                      - This is Love, The Script

Them who are Gray

Have you ever noticed that most people tend to stay on opposite ends? Where some stick on the black areas and the others only know to worship the white? Always clashing. Always trying to be whiter slash darker. People are too stubborn. They aim to be at the farthest end. Always trying. There’s a need to be higher or lower - a battle of ideas. A battle of worth. It is not even a question of right or wrong. Not even about who is weak or who is strong. When you look into it - and I mean really look into it, it’s just about winning or just that nagging need to be who you thought you should be. Or what you think you should get out of life. Because we all want to be the conquering hero. The fuckin’ conquering hero and then what?

People less appreciate the gray areas. Never wanted to be there. To be stuck in the middle is to be the lowest of the kind. But hey, don’t we ever realize that to be in gray means we are more perceptive? That we’ve learned settling and contentment which is what everyone aims? That they just don’t know that’s what they are fighting for? What they’re yearning for?

I have high respect for people who know who they are. They don’t need labels. Don’t need to be in black or white and are proud to be GRAY. They need not be outstanding and they know better than to fight or compete. Because these people know their worth and know the secret of life.  Fame, money, social status? Those never mattered to them because they already believe in things greater than themselves. They know they’re not the best but they don’t feel the need to be one either.

Because who they are - isn’t defined by society. They define who they should be and without great effort, they shine. They’re precious as they touch the fighters’ heart like mine. They slowly lighten the dark and incorporate shades in white.

They might not know it. They might not realize it. But them, who are gray, already championed the fight.

-Jen