Thursday, 24 May 2012

How does one become brave?

My headphones broke today. If they hadn't broken, I probably wouldn't be sitting here writing to a blog no one reads about things no one cares about. This simple fact of broken headphones has, however, sent me spiraling into a philosophical brood and a slightly bad mood besides.

There's this boy I know. Honestly I think he's the bravest person in the world. There was something he thought there should be and now there is and it's all his doing. I seriously think this is the most amazing thing thing in the world. Right now I seriously think he's the most amazing person in the world.

He wouldn't understand though. People who are...brave, who are smart, who are witty, who are whatever...they are never able to value this trait the way it deserves. It is only those who lack that trait who know the worth of it. Bravery is the most precious of gold to a coward and I am a coward.

Oh, I'm afraid of many things. It's the small ones that hurt the most though. Being afraid of putting oneself forward, being afraid of following dreams, being afraid of failing...being afraid of living.

I suppose I'm just in a maudlin mood right now. It'll pass and I'll regain my equilibrium.Once again I'll be optimistic and chill and the person people think never gets overwhelmed or overemotional.

But for now I'll yearn.Yearn that someday something will come and take over my fear. Someday I'll be brave.



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