My thoughts (What I struggle to share)
I pen down my thought.
Who am I?
For a while, I think I am lost
I know I have guts
But they are caged
Destiny? Will of God?
I don't even know which I am living
I forget what I look like a lot of times
Even after checking the mirror a million times
I have a picture of who I wish I look like in my heart
Deep down I am don't even know who I am
I know I have abilities, If I learn I do well
What is passion?
What is talent?
Depends on what you like doing
It is what you do best
It is what makes you happy
I don't even know nor recognize all these
Do I wait for someone to bring me out and discover it for me ?
I know time is going
Yet I still don't know what I am best at
I love God but I can't even preach
I sew but I can't sew well
I like to dance but I can't dance well
I like to read but I don't always grasp it well
I like computer website but I can't even thrive in it
I can teach language but I suck sometimes
I know practically half of everything,
I wish I am in a different body
A perfect body
With no veins pupping out
With a bigger head
Just that!
I wish I were more fair sha but it doesn't matter
Who would listen, who cares ?
Wandering and my wonder
Wandering on the street of this world
I wonder if I am ever going to make a name for myself
I am ever going to build the mansion in my heart
If I am ever goin to break the record
I am a superstar
But I am only popular in the world I create for myself
Not even the person next to me could see it
Even though it's right before them
It is talking to them
And living with them.
My wander makes me wonder
If I am ever going to win
If I an never going to suffer
If I am ever going to be the healer I desire to be
If I am going to really experience the life of the spirit
My wander and my wonder
SO FAR
It's been a rough year
Didn't know it's going to be like this
I should have prayed harder
I expected so much
But I have seen worse
What did I do to deserve this?
I have taken wrong decisions
Said wrong words
Just this year.
I have been crushed
I am scared of rising again.
For the fear of being crushed again.
How do I best start?
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