I've thought I found a sense of relief with my current situation, seeking a fortune teller's aid, it seems I have tough choices to make, to be happy and content at the moment seems frivolous, as thin paper usually tears up quite easily. My eyes are gathering pockets of tears, waiting for the moment to trickle down my face. Despite the tough exterior I had for the past few weeks, I am no more than a weakling.
Standing here at a crossroad, I look back into what other advices that I could have taken to prevent me further to trust someone, I was really careless and stupid. Instead, I've become a commodity of my own mistakes, which spiral further to bruise my self confidence. I have to keep calm, as I can see my wallet thinning and my savings dwindle.
Calm, the only escape for me.
Standing here at a crossroad, I look back into what other advices that I could have taken to prevent me further to trust someone, I was really careless and stupid. Instead, I've become a commodity of my own mistakes, which spiral further to bruise my self confidence. I have to keep calm, as I can see my wallet thinning and my savings dwindle.
Calm, the only escape for me.
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