you never know you have wings till you spread them

i dont blame anyone for the crap that i get into... but i just want a chance to try spreading my wings... i may not have a pair... and i may end up falling... but i'd rather have the scars to know i tried than to keep wondering how it's like to soar above.. i'm pretty sure not everyone is made for the same thing... if the point in life is just to make $, have kids and pass on... it's kinda sad isnt it... we're stepping on each others toes all for the sake of making $... call it material cravings or whatever, i somehow feel, i have another calling which needs me to heed it... i wonder if i'll dare to just strive for it 100%? guess i cant.. living a life.. sometimes, if you dont care for anyone else's feelings, you've to at least care for your loved ones and especially those that brought you up isnt it?


or maybe i just dont have the guts to drop everything and run towards the burning flame... (chinese blood at work... haha)