a gift to feel the bitterness of falling and being apart from the lucky flocks.
i take it as a bless.
Alhamdulillah Allah for giving me lights when its dark. and give me hope when there is none.
my horrible forgetful dumbness let me float in that small courtesy from Him.
i was ungretfully silly paying back my so called 'used' time banging my head to the soft bumpy wools and immerse myself in dreams i could never achieve...
i waste times
i know it
i knew it
but i keep on repeating those ungraceful routines.
i am a small pitiful and ungretful servant!
while the others were so busy empowering their weapons, i push myself to the corner towards darkness i could never imagine.
i am being left behind
too behind that i could not reach my hand
running wouldnt be enough for me
i need more!
half of me is dissapointed and frustrated.
why there is no one knock my head or slam my shoulder or even move a finger to warn me
i got no right to blame.
cant they just reach out their hands?
its a miracle if that does happen in my life though..
its all my fault.. i can say