like you have so much to say but just can't or dunnoe how to say it..
time and again.. i felt a pressure cooker..i feel like i am about to blow..
but it seems i was built without a valve.. i need to find a release..but i am not sure how and wat it looks like..its another one of those days where direction becomes a luxury.. and i see like a small puny boat.floating around.. while taking the beating of swelling waves (towering walls of water that pounds onto the boat..)
i am on the verge of thinking my life away almost.or rather i already signed my soul to the devil sorta thing..our life is not determined by ourselves.i feel like just another pawn moved by the waves of propaganda and the trends that were spread through the human raise like a vile air borne virus that nfects without you knowing..i feel like i have gotten into a wrong course..this seem to be the only statement that thruely reflect wats in me right me now..
but wat can i do..i feel helpless due to so many constrains..while there are regrets.. i never reproached the fact that the divine powers if any.. have brought upon me alot of oppotunities to befriend and know alot of pple in school..and through the many things in my life.. i ahve regretted few.. but does the way to purpose. really need to be one where it comes close to breaking you..??
it was just another day...
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