Saturday, July 17, 2010

I've been saving these last words for one last miracle

As we grow older, our lives changes.
Sometimes, we can't see it. But other people notices it.

For the time being, I am currently confused with my life.
It's not that I don't know what my purpose of living.
It's just that at times, I feel like the reason I am here today is based on some lame excuses that little kids used to make up when they broke something.

What am I talking about?
I don't even know.
I feel like babbling today.

Confused. It is one of my problems.

Other than that, I am having trouble with trying to force myself to stand on my own two feet and correct the right from wrongs.
I do have the will, but I'm lack of confidence.
Where to get it? I don't know.

But yeah, surprisingly, I am not feeling confident at all with myself.
I may seem tough on the exterior.
But internally, I am so vulnerable.
I hate it.

I cry when people are not looking. Not that I'm embarassed to cry infront of them.
It's just that I don't like other people to feel my pain.
Everyone has their own problem.
And it's unfair for me to complain everything about my life to them.

I wish there was a cure for every sickness in this world.
Oh, wait, there are.
I just have to search for it.

And yes, I am on my way to search for it.
Like Indiana Jones.
I'm all geared up.

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