I’m shaking my head right now.
What the fuck, life?
You gave me sleepless nights, uneasy waking up moments, and so on and so forth.
You made me wonder, so I pondered.
Then I started chasing after you but you seemed so far.
You made me feel like there’s no hope, and that I’m doomed.
I’ve become more quiet, close to becoming a rock.
Accepting yet angry.
I started bursting in small amounts, but frequent.
I was getting used to it, at the same time hating on it.
And then you came back, gave me more than just hope.
With you, is an opportunity I’ve long been waiting for.
A savior, an escape.
But the odds seem to be not really in my favor.
The doors were tightly locked, the fences were high.
The way out was not easy.
Now you’re making me wonder and ponder, again.
You’re suddenly handing me a perfect view of what’s supposedly imperfect.
You’re suddenly making me feel like it’s going to be pointless and stupid.
You’re chasing after me and I want to be chased, until not anymore.
Tangina naman eh.