Thursday, December 19, 2013

Master of none.


I have always been a frustrated singer, writer, actor, dancer, athlete, pianist etc. (if there's such a thing) I always thought if I pushed hard, I can do it. But sometimes really, I feel that I'm only comforting myself. It's hard to try when no one believes you can do it. (drama mode: on) 

I know I can do it. Because when I hear a song, I can sing to its tune. When I read a good book, I can hear my thoughts as if it was the book itself (even better) and when I face the piano, when my fingertips touch the keys, I know I'm destined to produce heavenly melody. But is that it? Is it all just a feeling? 

Jack of all trades, master of none. I could be good at sports too, but not a master of swimming, table tennis, softball, volleyball or badminton (Tried every sport even soccer and basketball). I know I'm good but I'm not great. I'm not asking to be good at everything.. I just want to be good at something. 

This remorse actually came from a remark made by my brother a while ago. It hurt me, I almost cried. Tears swelled up in my eyes as I tried to shrug off the comment. My mom bought my sister and I a set of paint brushes each. If you knew my sister, you would know why my brother said that comment. Hearing it from someone close actually hurts because maybe a part of you know, it might be the truth after all..

He remarked: "Bakit mo binilhan yan, hindi naman artist yan e." I know, typing it down makes it a shallow remark and it should really mean nothing. 

But coming from a girl, who tried so hard to be good at something, it hit the bull's eye.

As much as I want to be good at something, there's always going to be someone better than me.
As much as I want to see that I have things that I'm good at, I'm always never satisfied. 


No matter how hard working I become, I can never be as close to a superb talent.

But I'm not giving up just yet. Because if I give up now, I lose.
And I never ever want to lose.
Because winning is my middle name.