Articles of the Heart

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2|but, today?

I had always reminded myself to look for the silver lining each day, but, today? I don't think I would be able to find one. I had always been so light-hearted throughout my days, but, today? I don't think I was.

I guess I was, for a moment, that is.

I pitted the old ones still working for the sake of their family, some of them provide their family's needs while some just beg for money for nothing—that's what I hated, especially the people who are still able to work their ways out of poverty. The way they throw disrespectful words towards the people who refused to give them money or anything else.

My heart is still heavy whilst I sit on my bed—carrying the burdens this day has placed on my shoulders. Was it too hard to grant me a day worth replaying in my head at night before I sleep?

Was I selfish today for not helping the people "in need"? I refused to give them what they wanted—money and was being disrespected by them the cost of what I had done? I feel my stomach twist from all the thoughts I have in my head. What I had wished for me to be granted of is a day worth living today but what I look back at now, is so far from what I had wished for.

Must I have just given them what they wanted to acquire? Would that have given me peace of mind? Would that have granted me a heart so warm? Would that have granted me no disrespect?

I thought of a day worth living but, today?

I wasn't granted any.