Yes people are different. People also change.
Maybe i respect those i hated years ago. I know that it is strange.
Maybe what was right for me a decade ago is not acceptable anymore.
Maybe what was acceptable to me back then is something i now abhor.
Maybe i am who i am because of the way i was then.
Maybe i am talking no sense right now, lets not think about the how, what, when?
If seeing is believing then why do we believe in air?
Why do we believe in God?
Why does the thought of ghosts give us a scare?
Why do we believe in something we were taught?
Taught long back, we probably even forgot.
What you say does not automatically turn into reality by screaming
Maybe i do not like reality, why stop me from dreaming?
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