Reality right now is impeccably difficult. Everyone of us is trying our best to cope up with the world's bleakness. Our stance gets staggered when challenges test us. Catastrophes in life smudge our inspirations until we feel hopeless. Sometimes, we easily give up cause we think it's not possible. But most of the times, we push ourselves to stand up and fight because we have the people that gives us reason to.
In every battlefield, sacrifices occur. And in every sacrifices, responsibility comes next. This is what our parents have been carrying and soon, this will be pass to us. The concept of responsibility is scary. It's like a weight. It depends on the preparedness of the strength and power you have, to be able to carry it. It depends on the determination on how much long you will endure it. It has limits but we need to ask ourselves all over again, if it's worthy or not.
There are only two wheels that makes sacrifices happen; ourselves and for others. We sacrifice because it is both a want and necessity.
Some people fail. It's not because our sacrifice was not enough, but maybe our goals were wrong at the first place. And we start again to what went wrong and try to do it right. It's not easy yet bearable.
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