Hidden Beauty.

Life was once beautiful.

Life was once full of hopes.

Life was once filled with joy.

Life was once when I counted the blessings.

Till today,

Life is still the same.

Till now, it had never change.

Why cant I recall, that life is a great gift from God?

Why am I keep forgetting?

Why do I always need someone to remind me?

Why can't I remember it all the time?

Why can't I do it all by my own? *still failed to get rid of pessimistic thoughts*

YES. Life is indeed beautiful. Gotta bear this in my mind always.  :)

Devil...

Stop, stop, STOP!

This is so not right.

It shouldn't be happening.

Stop being possessive.

Stop being stubborn.

Stop being curious.

It kills.

SERVES   YOU   RIGHT!:d

A Little Too Not Over.

It seems like I've forgotten.

Things that I once used to like.

Is this a part of growing,

Or just implying that I'm losing myself

Bit by bit...?

Sorry

And again,

I've failed.

I just can't stop from being a pessimist.

Is it some sort like drug addiction?

I'm sorry. :c

Trust No One

You were right. 

I should've learnt my lesson.  

Norm: "Unaccompanied".

Life,

                         Worry about things that are out of my control.

                         Thinking of what would happen next.

                         Wondering what to do if it happens for real.

                         I'm afraid, of uncertainties. But this is life.

                         And there's no way I could say that I'm afraid of living.

Cheers! :i