Is shooting to the star always the right thing?
Especially when it's so costy.
Are we just sometimes blinded by the beauty?
And fails to evaluate our ability.
Why is there always some heavy defeat
follow right after some great compliment?
Embracing the praise, learning how to fly
seems so much easier than
putting pieces of heart back together
and learning to stand up once again.
***
Though always have been a lucky girl packed with support,
there are still time that seems so hard to bare and can only be face alone.
***
Two roads diverge in front of me, however
I could tell neither leads to where I know.
Could awful still be worse?
Should I stop before eventually hurting myself again?
Sometimes the study of choice bring me to the conclusion that:
No choice is better than have one.
what a pathetic phrase to state.
好希望已經到了谷底
可是卻沒有把握 踏出的下一步
是不是踩空到更深的峽谷
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