the insights

In search of the missing pieces of the puzzle
And suddenly rules of the game became clear
It is nonetheless a game with sky high stakes
And in this game i had been defeated
Which within this lost battle, i had lost some of the things that i had once strongly valued

Sometimes i simply wished that things had never happened
That my days will still be as simple as before
That my life will still be as clear with those strong definites of yes or no, right or wrong, should or should not

The ability to view things from far too many perspectives can lead to much contradiction and frustration
An in-depth thinking can lead you to realize the ugly side of human nature too

A greater understanding of the behaviour of men can lead to the realization that everything boils down to the most basic but realistic fact.
In this case when i say men, i'm referring to the gender group and not the general term for human.
That men are naturally selfish and chauvinistic creatures
That their behaviour can be frustratingly inconsistent too
That they can choose to do unto others what they don't want others to do unto them
And how they assume they have the right to call the shots in the game
And how they can translate an act of reciprocation into an idea of who knows what

Friends may be there to listen and give their views
They can tell the many great values about life
And you know they meant well
And you too can see where they are coming from
All these however could very much be a case of objectivity
The real answer perhaps lie somewhere deep within

Sometimes i do wonder what has happened to the friendship that was built right underneath
Or is it really that fragile that once broken, it can never be mended again

I do admit i miss the good old days
Where my life was flurried with endless meetups
Filled with joys and laughter aplenty
No boundaries to conversation topics
No attempts of false pretenses
Just the simple real me

Unfortunately circumstances have made it almost impossible for things to be restored to equilibrium
All those memories that were so close to me are nothing but kept memories

What hurts the most was being so close