Sweet Sixteen

I've realized one thing, and I hope someone makes me believe otherwise before I start fully living my life knowing this as truth: It's better to be a pessimist.

There's one rewarding thing with being one, it's when you believe that things'll get worse but they don't. Being pessimistic, therefore; in a way, means hoping for the best but expecting the worst. Once again, hoping comes first. At least when you become one, you'd expect less, get disappointed rarely, get hurt almost never.

But that would be living a lie.

I don't know, at this point in time I'm probably in the middle of a hanging bridge where my heart tells me one thing but the brain tells me another.

The heart's telling me to believe and to continue to hope.

My brain's telling me to listen to no one but myself.

I guess sweet sixteen isn't as sweet as it's ought to be.