Shoganai.

What of this glitz? and what of all the glam? the sparkling lights and loud long nights?What of all this dancing and singing and varried levels of talking while I come back home lonely? While I escape into the world wide web what we find as a escapade may only be a trap for when has any creature capable of being trapped ever survived? The giant watches you struggle,watches you try, watches you cry and watches you give in and watches you struggle not to die.Watches you quite from afar.

Things indulged in, things savoured is all but memory. Hopes steering the heart that found the courage to overcome hinderence is deprived of the fuel to run that extra mile. The last lap. Stuck from within unable to write, unable to justify why I cry, what of these tears that roll down? What can I make of it? Why the misery? why the unhappiness?Why is the routine hard but change harder?What of the dreams, what of the ambitions? Why have the left me with no energy to strive.For once,just once, I want to win, this battle that I fight from within. Just for once I want to prove to myself that it's all worth it that I made the right choices that I can make life happen.Can I?

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