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Tuesday, November 06, 2007

12:13 pm

Every now and then, I get terrified by the situations that have been happening around. I'll run as far as I could to avoid them. I didn't wanna face it. I lack of courage. Lack of confidence. I can run from them but I know I can't hide. I am trying my best to defeat obstacles that came in my way. Things may seem good at this moment. The next thing I know, it will cause chaos. So chaotic that I decided to run again. At times these obstacles are so high and dangled, it is almost impossible to overcome. But I try. I always do. I am constantly looking out for someone to hang on to. I know they are always there. I turned my head 180 degrees, I found and approached them. But I was dumbfounded. Cause I realise it is better if I carry the burden by myself. Their presence don't worth the tears. A while later, I eliminate the disturbance that was playing in my mind. I was laughing again. I was brought to laughter. At the end of the day when all the fun and play has to decay, it is time to face reality again. It is back to my room. I was confined to the four green walls. If they were able to talk, I'm sure they'll ask for the brightness to eclipse the unhappiness in my heart.

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