PROMPT WEEK: 7/02 - 7/08
KR:DAILY / PLAYLIST SHUFFLE
COMPLETION POINTS: 2,159 in the making
OBJECTIVE: ( x )
SONG CHOSEN: Fake Happy - Paramore
WITH: @csyng
There’s a limit to how much a human being can handle. There’s a limit to how much a person can forgive. There’s a limit to how much a human being can tolerate elements they can’t bear, to begin with. There’s a limit to the times a person can shove down the excess in a cup already filled to the brim.
There’s a limit to go over the limit.
Seo Ah left earlier from work. She couldn’t handle it any longer. Every day was the same, each passing by with a blink of an eye and no difference. Work filled her agenda on a daily basis. No rest, no break, no fun-- Fun should be included in her work, of course. Who would want to work only to work? Unfortunately, it had turned out that way.
Squeeze a lemon and what would someone get? Lemon juice to satiate their thirst, but at what price? For the lemon to lose what was once a well-rounded yellow fruit. It would be the case to Seo Ah-- to some extent, of course. Who would want to be compared to a lemon, anyway?
Still, what had become the soloist after being squeezed? A state that surely not many people were prepared to see or hear.
Therefore, a smile was needed, to cover up what shouldn’t be seen.
But why was she doing such a thing? Wasn’t she allowed to be sad, mad, annoyed or even tired? Wasn’t she human too? Why did she need to go through an additional ordeal just to make things simpler for her?
And I bet everyone here is just as insincere.
Wherever she was at an intersection, waiting to cross the street, her eyes found a familiar shape on people’s face. The curve of the lips, seemingly glued by force. Wherever her steps went forward heading to a location that wasn’t home this time, she could tell some were as unhappy as her.
She then stopped, watching the scenery. The Han river was a view that could soothe a troubled mind temporarily. And Seo Ah needed it just as much as the passersby she saw earlier. She wasn’t alone, but what relief could she find in knowing she wasn’t? Everyone had its own little misery to deal with. She was no exception to the rule.
A long sigh slipped past her lips, her foot kicking the tiny rocks on the road. Just like the man on the bench drinking his sorrow away, just like the loners eating their emotions through music plugged to their ears, just like anyone she encountered with the unwanted socially acceptable smile on their faces... she was no different.
I bet everyone here is fake happy, too--
Seo Ah rested her chin on her crossed arms, using the rail delimiting the borders of the river as support. The thought wasn’t comforting. Even more disheartened, her eyes closed shut for a while, deep breaths heard. It was only after that she opened her eyes, blinking at the presence not too far from her.
