I have lost myself over trying to reach others... being a helping hand to pat a shoulder or another shoulder to cry on describes me... people believes in me that i'm the person who doesn't need affection, stiff and sound, and no one sees the monster that's trying to escape from within... people think i'm getting crazy, pushing myself so selflessly that nothing is left for me... I never felt sufficient in everything i do... I'm a champion in being extemporaneous and its a curse i'm having a hard time dealing with... my sanity is vanishing little by little like a wisp of smoke escaping from a burning soul of passion and determination... right now i'm trying to will my strength not to lose the sanity that's left... the mind is getting tired of the endless battle for choosing between doing what's right and what's beneficiary... the heart is shouting for that things that's been missing for so long... then finally... i made a pact with my destiny... that whoever brings my sanity back and make me the incredible person that i was; whoever brings the drive that i've been neglecting to have; whoever brings me an inspiration to cope up with my complexities, that person will have my love forever that not one lifetime will be enough for a gratitude... that person may not be lifetime partner everyone is thirsting for, but this life will be made just to thank him... i have the faith that this person will cross my path, i'll be waiting for the moment... while i still try to fight with my most formidable enemy... MYSELF...
