Apr 11, 2006 23:38
Time seemed to fly that fast... can't catched... I couldn't.
Well, there are times (most of the times) I just wanted to stop...
I wanted to stand in a corner and stare...
Or stay on a seat and listen...
Or just plainly give up...
Give up...
Two words defining cowards... but come to think of them whose given up, don't you think they're the ones you are courageous?
Yeah, courageous... brave to analyze and realize the situation.
Brave enough to let go!
But everytime I'm that close, that itsy bitsy nearly and almost on a brink of releasing my grip, there's this tiny spark in me at ignites.
It fires me up!
Where it's from, who's it from... or what is it, that I can't answer.
I really don't know...
Perhaps I am not that strong... not brave enough.
Because I never was.