I know when i start writing, it means i need a help. A help to share what i have thought. I’m sometimes over confident, i do believe i can do anything but when i’m failed i’m sick of it. What i have done is something that i call gambling. I dont know if it’ll be good cos i just use my luck. I stare @ the front man and say “I dare” loudly. He just smiles. It seems an answer “let see”.
In the progress i feel i’m going under and there’s a black hole waiting for my silly decision. But i wont give up. I have already given my bucks to everything and put it on the poker table and never touch it back. Cos i believe that i’ll win.
In my little brain, there’re 2 chances only. Win or lose. No draw in this game.
Yeah, i am walking bleeding now. And i dont wanna stop cos i havent found the end yet. I’ll cross the sea to get what i believe. I’ll climb everest to be the highst point.
Every move has a risk. Every faith has a power.
I believe my self and dont wanna give up.