I have been feeling like i have nothing to express despite my constant introspection, and I have a lot to work on. I have to stop seeing the worst in people or assuming that everything everyone does is motivated by some form of egocentricity. I suppose there are varying forms of selfishness. Yet even the presumably selfless do what they do because they have to fill that void in their hearts by convincing themselves that they are bringing good to society. All this, in futile hopes of being labelled to be the good people of society, or simply because they feel that it is an obligation of sorts; a duty, to give in order to elevate the burden of guilt weighing their guts down. My entire perspective of the world has been as good as flipped and I desperately hope that I will find it in me to stop seeing things the way I currently do, through corrupted lenses of suspicion. I suppose I now know better than to allow any idea to take hold of me strongly enough to completely cloud my judgement over, regardless. There is love and a capability to love in everyone, it just takes the right moment, maybe even the right person, to see it.