Day 2

I was frustrated with my random thoughts. It gives me such horrible actions for my future and gamble my plans. Yet, I am still undecided about what I want to be because of the obligations and accusations of the reality. I walk in my room, I  spend time for myself and to calm my mind. I close my eyes and feel relaxed.

Suddenly…

What should I do? Some of my friends have a great life. They now have a good life. But me? I am still confused and just go with the flow. Is this my end? Can I still pursue my dreams?

I was awake with those random questions in my mind. I decided to sit at my table, grab a pen in front and my red notebook. Begin to write systematically emotional poems wherein most of the time, this is my way to express who I am.

I begin to write and allow myself to tear with my pen.

Out of Box
I was here and nothing happened.
Trying to figure out things, but my situation locks me.
still, I believe that one day I can be more.
I can be better.
I can be the best of myself
I can be who I am.
Maybe not now,
Perhaps I need more time.
Yet, I will not give up,
and I always pray and do action for it.

After I wrote a piece, I just took a deep breath before I spoke to the air.

“Soon, I will be a published author and registered at National Book Development Board.”