Life is strange; all parts hard, all parts vivid. But only if you choose to live it. You can keep it simple. You can pretend or even hide; you can say 'no'; you can say 'I can't'; you can say 'it's complex'; you can say 'later'; you can say 'wait'. But life won't wait. You can wait, but I won't wait. That thing you yearn for will disappear and will never come back. So you hope something else will come in my place. But it won't. Because you know in your soul you let go of an idea. From fear. Your fear serves no one, especially not you. I choose not to fear. I choose to live and cry and laugh and die. But I won't fear.