When I keep getting knocked down, again and again, by factors and elements that are not in my control, I wonder how far back and how deep I can fall.
Going with the flow is hard. Grabbing on to the unforeseeable string of changing tides is even harder. Many people decide to give up on believing in themselves that they are the king or the queen of this world, I wonder when my term is due.
People claim to know me. They try to convince me that they understand my sufferings through words of caring. In listening to them, I cannot help but think to myself, “You do not get me.”
I have reached a point, where I am the only one, who truly understands my journey and aspiration. Although I don’t want to be the only one; however, I know I am.