If you can’t be the sun be a star;
It isn’t by size that you win or you fail–
Be the best of whatever you are!
Douglas Malloch






























































I wanna remain as a closed book for certain things.
Yet I seriously need to speak my mind.
Just when I felt I should take control of my life.
Your mere strength was all it took for me to give up.
I chose to run. I shut that door.
And then it turned out again to be my fault.
Fine. What else can I say.
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The mountain is the limit.
But what I want is the sky.
The road has come to an end.
But I chose to think it's a lie.
The way to advance is to walk.
Yet I freaking wanna fly.
The fact is expectation's a killer.
I just cannot seem to realise.
Now, the load seems to weigh a himalayas.
It used to be a formidable drive.
Cobwebs are forming around those big dreams.
I can't seem to get them out of my life.
Time can never prove my worth.
I don't understand why I can't get in line.
Perhaps, I've indeed lost right from the start.
Simply to me, myself, and I.
The same reason.
The same why.
The more I try to satisfy.
The more I lost what's mine.
I can defeat a rhino.
I can brave the storms.
But when it comes to the race.
I just fail to move on.
The heat was on since years ago.
Silence never fail to give way to tears.
There is neither a right nor wrong.
It is simply an expectation of my own.
Hey cum'on. Be a different kind.
Get on the stage. Out of the mezzanine of life.
Take the lead. Cross the line.
Stop the tears. GET A LIFE.
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Sorry. Words are the only thing I can express myself to.
What's the point of looking perfectly complete from the outside.
Yet totally empty in the inside.
How do you expect me to explain myself.
When you all are the ones I try to satisfy.
That is why. I shut that door. And run.





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