Spectrums.

Sometimes, I feel like our perceptions can just be too silly. I mean, sometimes, no matter how hard we work, no matter how much we've proven ourselves worthy of something, no matter how hard much pain we've endured and actually gotten ourselves to the stage we've wanted to be in, some of us just don't feel like we deserve it.
A little too humble for their own good is how some people define them.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

And then there are those who don't even think of putting in the slightest amount of work into something but they act like they've conquered all there is to conquer and like they deserve that and everything else in the world. A little too cocky for their own good is how these people get defined. And then there are the rest of us, smack dab in the middle. And we have no idea of where we belong or if we even belong somewhere in the first place. We have great big battles inside of our heads before we decide on something tiny. And all that takes us nowhere, because we realize we don't even know where we're headed. There are those of us who are ready to surrender to the universe and there are those of us who are ready to conquer it. Being on these spectrums are, while reckless and careless, so much more decisive than being in the middle, where we want a little bit of both, maybe even the best of both worlds. But we can't have more than we can take and we can't take more than we can handle and so the questions never leave. Neither does the pain from the lack of answers or the unsatisfactory nature of the answers we do have.

Love, peace.