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"It's not whether you get knocked down; it's whether you get up. If you are going through hell, keep going."

Perfection

Why do we strive for perfection? Why do we try for physical or impossible perfections? Is it because we set our bars too high? Do we only want the best? Can we not see that everyone and everything has flaws?
Is it a utopia that we dream of? Or is it a nightmare we live in hoping to escape? Why..Why do we push ourselves the limit?

I am perfect. Everything I do is perfect. She is perfect. His body is perfect. That dress is perfect. I want to be perfect.

Is perfection even possible? No. We strive for perfection for many reasons. We want the ideal image.
Why strive? It only causes stress, doubt, lack of self confidence, and so on...

We also want to "beat" others. Competition. As well as be the best internally. We think being perfect would solve everything. It won't.

Trying to be perfect, caused a huge uproar in my life. I wanted to be perfect. I wanted the best grades, body, friends, image, and so on... Mainly, I wanted to feel good as who I was. I didn't though and thats when things went bad. I did many things I regret and caused enormous amounts of damage today that i'll live with forever. I still live with one & fight it everyday. Its a struggle, but its getting better. I've learned from my mistakes and came to a realistic view of life and myself. Perfection is no long what I want. It's something I try to stray away from. Happiness and my eternal effort is what I want now. Something more realistic. Set your goals high, but keep realistic views in mind. Keep your head high and know perfection doesn't exist. Only God achieves that.

Why not just be happy with your life? Be satisfied. Just try your best. Nothing is perfect. Learn from your mistakes and move on. Life's a journy with many winding roads, just try your best to stay on track and follow the right route. Everything happens for a reason.

Tata for now.

Annabella Zee (:

Deep & confused. Why did I write this?

In the mood for a deep poem? Here you go.

This girl wants out

But something's holding her in

She screams and shouts

But  no where near winning

She's lost and confused

Not knowing where to go

Feels like she's been used

She just goes with the flow

When will this be done?

When will she be okay?

She's about to run

And be gone any day

So, there is another poem I wrote last year. I really don't remember writing this, nor do I remember why I wrote it so depression like. I guess this poem speaks for itself and how I felt. But, i've changed thankfully. I won't update tomorrow, so read this post like it's Sunday.

Adios!

Poem for thought

Today i'm going to share a poem I wrote last year.

I see fear and shock ahead

The act of regret and self doubt

The worry of the world

The needed will to change

The love and passion held dearly

The hope  and courage to move on

The shamed and frightening ending

The wonder and pain of the outcome

The sorrow and happiness it desires

The mirror tells truth- my reflection

I wrote this last year in my english class. It means a lot to me. When I wrote this I was going through a lot & was in a way very upset with the outcome of my life. I've moved on though & am very happy now a days. What does my poem mean to you?

How fair is life?

How fair is life? You could look at this question in many ways. You could approach the topic of racism. You could ask how fair is God towards you, how your family treats you, or how others treat you. Was it fair that your teacher yelled at you for talking when the whole class was talking? Is it fair to be called stupid because your different colored? Is it fair that your older sister gets more privellages? Is it fair that you didn't get the job you wanted?
While many of us say this is all unfair..have we ever thought about the real important, unfair things? Losing a love one. Being diagnosed with cancer. Losing your house in a fire. How fair are these things? Well today I want to discuss the fairness of being sick.

Is it really fair to have to live with an illness that may disable you in certain ways? Or do those disabilities make you stronger? Is it worth living with? How does illness change you? How does it affect your family and friends and community? Do they come together? Separate? Do they find it fair?

I'm writing this because today in my english class we're discussing the fairness of life & dying. But It makes me think of two people I know diagnosed with certain illnesses. Cancer and Diabetes. These both can kill.

Mainly, I'm just greatful for my life. If you think your life is unfair, just think of what other people go through everyday.

Well it's almost time for lunch. Sorry if I jumped around in my blog a lot. I'm a beginner who just likes to reflect and write down my thoughts.

Peace out!

Annabell Zee *