Acceptance..

I have clearly accepted that I am no longer capable of my physical routines..
Physical routines that fall every Monday and every Wednesday..
One that I excelled at, a fact made clear even to my proud sibling and the entire class..
Teachers and all..
And yet, I can no longer participate because of long chronic injuries..
Because of pure exhaust and fatigue..
Because of pain despite my levels of tolerance that have exceeded my limitations..
Not that anyone knows..
Not that anyone even bothers to ask despite me hinting so clearly I want you to.
Even stating it, the fact seems to be ignored..
But it's only human to shun what you can't accept or comprehend right?..
A comprehension that I fall under.

Together as individuals there are many things in life we accept..
And it seems a vast majority of us have accepted the difference we now face in life..
The voids that are strongly present based off the cracks and separations shown..
The difficulties that people face and personal preferences that they hold..
Much like the fact, that all I have left but is the maintaining of current life.

But, just because humans accepted that I should be left be..
Should I really accept I have already reached my life's pinnacle at the early age of twenty?..
I tell myself not to..
But, my body and mind says otherwise..
Maybe even my heart beats in synchronization to this presented 'fact'..
I don't want to.. But perhaps I have to..
I just wish things could run a little differently..
But that is being selfish isn't it?..
So guess not.