We're all destined to go somewhere. Ranging from the farthest mountains to the lowest seas. Our dreams that we cast out like a fishing line, hoping to receive more than we hold. Though, we all wonder: What are the chances that my hard work and sacrifice will ever be worth anything? We hope for so much, but on the way to achieving, life decides to throw heavy rocks at out heats, shattering us to nothing.

I wonder if misery is worth peace, and tears worth smiles. I wonder if tomorrow will be any better than today. I wonder so many things because I'm tired of holding a veil, an imaginary veil, in front of my face, blinding me of happiness. Have you ever been blind, while being able to see? Have you ever smiled, though your heat is ruthlessly beating in misery? I have a passion for peace, for happiness, a chance to smile and actually mean it. My dreams are collapsing on top of me; I don't know how much of it I can survive.