i said enough.
i have to up myself.
i am shit cos i did it to myself.
i am crazy cos i led myself to it.
i choose the easier path.
i tot i was special.
i was delusional.
following the main stream
seems to be the only way.
i used to think time was never a hindrance.
now i am running out of time
there's a reason why certain events
happen during a particular point in one's life.
but it seems mine was always delayed.
i learn things slower than others.
it took me longer to understand the reality of life.
i chose to believe it was nature and nurture that made me who i am.
but in fact it was my own doing.
i have nothing but myself.
myself as friend.
myself as enemy.
myself as confidant.
myself as counselor.
myself as adviser.
myself as slave.
why? cos no one understood me better than myself.
i could make things happen.
i could stop things from happening.
to myself.
i was playing with my life.
a life less valued.
by me.
if one can not love oneself
how will the others?
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