Deprivation

Just when you know everything is being served to you daily in a platter, you sometimes wish that there should be something more. In our lives, we sometimes wanted something but we hold ourselves from getting it, although we know it's very much reachable.

There are factors why we deprive ourselves from these little joys in our lives. I myself have little sacrifices, I believe that it's for the good of everybody. I often lock myself in my room and succumb to the eeire ghost of being alone than to expose myself to danger.

But today was a little heart-melting deprivation. I can't elaborate them now in my diary, but the angels and demons know that I have been taking the bitter taste of my own medicine so to say.

It's so hard that when the not-so-litte things that make you happy are being deprived from you, that's because I have decided once upon a time. It's a heart breaking ceremony of my spirit.


It is harder when you see them wanting you but you can't even touch them.

Locking myself up in my room is the best way to fight this agony. I know someday, a way to escape from this deprivation will be served. Everybody has the right to be happy.