I didn't mean to have it this way.

I always thought that it would get better

and perhaps in the long run I would finally be happy.

Somehow, as the days past by so swiftly,

I forget the minor details and

the big picture turns out to look a little dim

and also ugly.

It gets sickening that I am still stuck here

and I know I have ask God countless times

to bless me and yet,

here I am pondering on the things that could have

turned out a little more prettier.

That did not happen I guess.

Am I at fault to say that we get what we deserve?

To say the things such as what you do on to others,

they will do the same to you?

I am exhausted to keep up

and still the end of that crossroads,

I stumble and still pick myself up

though tired and thirsting for knowledge.

Mentally,

this is what it appears in the real world.

Trodden and wasting those breaths

although a little satisfactory

but it seems endless.