"When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down 'happy'. They told me I didn't I understand the assignment, and I told them that they didn't understand life." ~John Lennon
Through much of my life, I've been told that my view of the world is innocent. Sweet. Naive. I've been told "I would love to see the world through your eyes." Well, I think that's awful. To go through life, only ever seeing the bad, never seeing the good. I couldn't live like that. Why would I want to? Why would you want to? You call me naive, hopeless, that I'll never make it in the real world. I call BS. Why is my view of the world wrong? It's not. Sure, it is hopeful because I've grown up hopeful. I choose to see love instead of hate. I choose to spread kindness instead of cruelty. I choose to eat cake rather than broccoli. I choose to live my life in a happy, healthy way. And it's not like all of these happy and positive thoughts come to me naturally. I've had to work at it. I look outside the window on a rainy day, and instead of thinking "ugh, rain," I think, "soft sounds, warm socks, all day to read." I look on the news and see all of the awful stuff going on, and I know that it's awful. I don't deny it and I don't ignore it. I simply think that it will get better. I hope that it will get better. The world is such an awful place already, why would you want to make it worse? I've been told that magic isn't real. And it's not, at least not the Harry Potter-type magic that everyone thinks I'm talking about. There is magic in this world, and believe me, if there wasn't, you wouldn't want to be living in this world. I've often thought to myself that if there was no such thing as magic, the world would be an awful place. True, it already is, but with the hope of magic, it makes living a lot easier. I'm going to go through life looking on the bright side. I'm an optimist. I'm a hopeful. I'm a romantic. And I'm also a teenager who deals with some serious stuff, both globally and personally. I simply choose to see the rose rather than the thorns. It's not childish. It's believing in a better tomorrow. It's believing in a better world, one that I choose to see. Leave a Reply. |
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