How has this journey begins? how this life has started when everything seems to come to it very end?
Tears that had been masked, laughter just seems a facade of a broken, lost direction that had been long waiting to be unmasked...
If this is the kind of life that keeps waiting in front of me.. then What's the real me?
Time moves at a pace that nobody has a controlled on it.. only destiny is something that we can change... But where should I begins? I'm totally concealing my initial intention of seeing a better me... Am i jus a waste of my own time and energy? This struggle had been like floating in the air for long... release me? how am i suppose to?
