When you don't want to be a hypocrite,
when you don't want to be a total outcast,
when you don't want to be too mean,
you speak metaphorically,
because then, you'll have space to speak how you feel,
but yet you might be the only person who undersetands your own metaphors.
And no one is entitled to the right to judge you.
When a lion/lioness is not accepted by the rest of the Pride,
they get picked on,
they get forced to leave the Pride and be vulnerable to the hunters and bigger predators alone.

When an otter can't fit in,
it gets picked on,
and for not relenting,
it lives on with wounds, bite marks, & a secluded corner for themselves,
alone.

Roads have cars trampling all over them every single second,
every nano second.
Old roads get worn out, and they get fixed,
whether they want it or not.

Humans made the possible,
So how come they never see that?

Rain comes and goes,
the sun comes back up.
But how come the dark cloud never leaves immediately?
How come the rainbow never shows?

Because if you don't let something die,
it'll keep torturing itself, and eventually you.
At the end of the day, you might not remember the last person you met,
you might not remember the last stray cat roaming around the streets.

But who knows, things appear before you in the most unexpected times,
though you'd never have the pleasure of even knowing,
because you never take the pleasure to make an insignificant life better.

Instead of having pleasant memories to remember about waving and having a three hour talk with that cute girl near your house,
you would remember how you saw her get hit by a car,
because that's all you remember of her.

Instead of remembering how that cat always makes your day,
you'll end up with painful memories of how she was put to sleep,
because you think that was the first time that you've met her.

How come people are born with so much 'not enough'?
When can they realise that they have enough?
How can they?