Yes, it can't be perfect !

I just think about the time before life really removed all the innocents, when life seemed so friendly. Everything was so safe, was so fun. Such the same feeling when my father lifted me up just to make me laugh. Honestly, I forget how it feels. I just wish I could feel it once again.

But life's changing. I can't set life to be the life I want though I really wish it would be like that. But life has the own rules. And everything just makes me sure that life isn't fairytale anymore. Life moves to be something really real, something that can't be perfect.

Yap, seems so pathetic sometimes. But maybe that's what a life should be. Just because life can't be perfect, it doesn't mean I can't do something to make it better. Like what I said before, life is not a fairytale, it's something real. And that's why life doesn't need to be perfect, just to be worth it.

Sometimes life gets me down so damn deep, makes me have no idea to find where I should be. But life also proves me that I don't need to give up when everything seems so dark. Because I just need it to see how beautiful my firework is, something sparkle - something blast in me. And in the end I will see everything is so worth it. Because after hurricane comes rainbow, because God only provides the best ending for me and of course for everyone.