"How could this happen to me? I'm made by mistakes. I've got nowhere to run. And life goes on... it's unfading away. I'm sick of this life. I just wanna scream... How could this happen to me...?"

Yes, sometimes I do feel melancholic. moody. guilty. suppressed. angst.
This happened so many times before. that i want to scream my lungs out because of frustration and pressure and unresolved self-issues. so bagged down...

But now, I'm trying not to.
I'm trying to build up courage, to prevent choking up on volcanic feelings that are being held in control, to stabilize confidence and competence. With the best of the best around me, I'm trying to cope... and be the best that I can be.

It isn't too late...



It isn't too late.