♥ carouselride

we all want to be the recipient of love ,

the receiver of attention ,

the absorber of compliments , dont we?

but we've never once thought how much of a radiator of hurt we can be .

how much an accomplice of malice ,

how much an extension of pain we can also be.

just like the way we think we are the the roses among the thorns ,

the cream of the crop ,

the prodigy among the less inclined.

we never thought of how much the ego can kill and defame.

how much time are we giving ourselves to mould our character back into shape.

each time we say "another time" , there wouldn't be any more time.

we close our eyes and we'll never get to see the sunrise.

simply narrows down to ,

we procastinate and we'll never get anything accomplished.

and even if we accomplish it , it'll be unpolished.

so many things i can't envision myself doing ; of which is going through the olevel period.
sometimes fatigue overwhelmed me so much that i don't wish to get out of bed the entire day. yet there are so many friends who spur me to study , accompanying me to run this race and giving me so many uncountable memories i could have taken granted for. those whom i know will stand by me even if things look doomed .
(worldly desires don't satisfy much. even if you're the most gorgeous person combing the street with all the material possessions , popularity and attention. eventually what matters is what greets one with the mask unveiled behind closed door ; only to see emptiness surging back and forth. of which , is to see yourself still couped up in the box of shallowness. )

i can't afford to lose this battle of olevels ,
what do you say about the parade of humanity.