Jan 25, 2007 23:32
It's typical of me to talk to you during uncertain times, sometimes I wonder why you don't get tired of my routine of calling out to you when things get so bleak while I'm way out of your reach when I'm having fun.
Again, for the ump teenth time, I'm sorry if I was not able to give my 100% and I was not really able to do what you expect of me.
God, I'm suffering now, somehow I subtly am. What's even more painful is that those whom I hold close to my heart are also going through hard times and it hurts me more.
I really don't know what to ask of You. It's been said a lot that everything that is present is from you and it is good.
I just wanna let go of everything and pass it to you tonight, in my sleep.
I'm letting go simply because I have come to the conclusion that my pride in myself won't do me, or anyone else, any good.
God, kayo na po ang bahala, kahit mamayang gabi sa pag tulog ko, nakakapagod na din po makita ang mga minamahal ko sa buhay na hirap na hirap e. May mga bagay lang po na hindi kami nagka intindihan
. . . at bilang tao may hangganan lang talaga ang kakayahan ko.
Kaya ehto na ako, hindi ako sumusuko, ipapasa ko na lang po ito sa inyo dahil pagod na po ang isip, puso't kaluluwa ko.
Kayo na ang bahala, po.