i tut i'm fine...
but in fact i'm not.
im still dwelling on the fact i'm there.
whenever the problem is mentioned upfront.
i can't seem to keep my cool.
it shows no matter how i'm running away from it, really badly
it's back again.
like a circle, never able to escape.
it hits back once again like a rubber band.
directly into my eyes.
it's stinging... blood shot!
i'm still bothered about the fact,
that i'm not competent enough compared to my friends.
my life's fallen.
it's terrible.
where am i heading?
how do i continue this battle.
i'm sick and tired...
why doesn't this thought goes away?
i need support.
where are you...
when i needed you.
are u hiding somewhere in the dark.
becas' you wanted to.
do i deserve all these?
why am i tearing yet again.
din i convince myself that big gers never do cry.
and why am i tearing...
it's so hard to swallow.
it's so hard to look forward and know that im still there.
i want something more deserving.
had i not go through enuff.
how long more before i can see the light.
before i can say goodbye to all these and look forward to a new bright light ahead.
all these are not what i wanted.
when i can acheive...
i shall not be hasten on my actions.
i'll grit on and pull my feet.
even i dreaded...
even if i hafta drag myself.
even i hafta cry in the nite.
i'll still do it.
no matter what.
success is never easy come...
God allow me to believe that all these came for a reason.
