Our lives are as weak as a grass but strong as a grass too

Our lives never follow according to the script.

They do not give us any sight to predict an event.

They do not give us an opportunity to make a mistake up.

They don't.

We are only flesh and blood, like anyone else.

We'll get emotional easily

Sometimes we might be wounded due to our carelessness.

As teenagers, they are active, curious and also impulse.
They are young and yet enough to know what is a existence, or living meant and so do I.
I often shared them my experiences as I am the eldest one, I believe I should be like a big brother.
I had missed a chance to take care of my real brothers who are now grown independently. We do not play or talk like we used to have, it had already gone.

Sometimes they might being incorrect on their thought or action, psychically or physically.
I mean, sometimes I do admire or envy someone's wealth, cleverness, beauty, abilities . . .
Sometimes we can't even control ourselves being rude or aggressive to someone due to our envious, or showing off something obviously that would really cause us in danger, but we'll  never notice.

I had had it.

Fly, fly little wings.

         To make a tribute to someone, they were my family, my friends whom passed by my life line. Your absence does not panic me more, but helping me know that to cherish every each day I've treasured.
          May you go with God and live in a happy paradise.
          Go, go find the way that angles sing.

I will remember you by Sarah Mclachlan