the.kid.with.sand.in.hand

To all kids out there
Who've always felt that they're never heard
Misunderstood and having a feeling that
People just poke holes into things...
Hold on!


To our dearests,
Please learn to trust us
Trust us that we can take good care of ourselves
trust us that we can make the right decisions
For now we are grown ups, 20 years old adults.

We need you to really listen
To what we are saying
Hearing alone is just not enough
Don't come to snap conclusions
Or having what you want to say first
Please do listen.

Dear, we are just like you
In so many ways
We are a part of you
We know because
You raised us
So, don't you trust your own self?
Because we do!
We feel the same way towards you
Like how you feel towards us.

Dearest parents of ours,
Sooner or later, one day
we will fly
But we still love you, no matter how high
No matter how far we've come...



"people are like sand on the shores,
the more you try to hold it tight,
the more it escapes through your fingers.
But if you held it loose, giving it some space
of its own, it will stay,
as long as you cupped your hands"