Coz We are Ordinary People

Coz we are ordinary people,
We question things beyond us but can never get satisfactory answers.

Coz we are ordinary people,
We don't compose music at the age of 4, our paintings do not get framed up on the wall in a museum, and Bill Gates founded Microsoft before we could.

Coz we are ordinary people,
We don't fly to London for English Breakfast and return to have foie gras for dinner at a restaurant in New York on the same day.

Coz we are ordinary people,
We try to be happy with the simple things we have;at the same time pining for things we can never have.

Coz we are ordinary people,
We want to love and be loved;we are not saints, we can't give all and expect nothing in return, or else Mother Theresa would not have been such an undisputable icon for her charitable love.

Coz we are ordinary people,
We bleed when we fall, but grow to learn that no one will come and pick us up no matter how loud we howl; so we simply stand up and get ourselves a handiplast.

Coz we are ordinary people.
We are never stalked by cameras-wielding paparazzi or appear on the newspapers because we are caught looking awful without make-up.

Coz we are ordinary people,
We burnt the cake for Christmas dinner, poured coffee on our laptops (ok, fine, only me.), hurt the peole we care the most. And we regret our foolishness, but certain mistakes can hardly be redeemed. We can only hope not to repeat them again.

Coz I am an ordinary person,
This post is just another entry on an ordinary day.