MYSELF
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Every story has an end. Some are tragic and frustrating, some are marvelous and satisfactory.
What about my own story? What may be the title of my book? When will be the momentum that I can get my OWN self?
Living a life that is planned and so sure was quite awkward for me. I’m not a kind of lass that will let everything just pass by. I don’t want to make any regret in the future thinking I shouldn’t let go of that person. Well, mistakes are part of our lives. We made mistakes and learn by them. I know it was not that easy to handle relationships and also to balance my time for every responsibility I’m in to.
Sometimes, these things just keep runnin through my mind… When will I be able to face this reality? The reality of nothing. The reality of everything. And the reality of knowing what I want in my life but can’t figure out what I can do to have that.
I just wanna be happy. Own happiness. Not living with a secret behind my eyes. I wanna show up myself but I just can’t. Why? Knowing that everyone around is just fine,, why should I? I want to live without a heavy heart. It’s better to avoid mistakes but that’s part of every piece. It’s like every poem. Remember that you can never form the perfect stanza without thinking of the wrong thing and making even a simple mistake from the beginning.
3-28-08
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