A little note that I found from my old folder.
No, I’m not that person anymore. I grow stronger, I’m not scared anymore. I lived through tragedy. Facing the World War III everyday. I learned how to stay survive. I made mistakes, not only once, a lot. The old me are dead and gone now, time to change. Even sometimes it’s hard to accept that I couldn’t change who I’am, but I know, that I could change what life i would be living on. I already killed my old part yesterday. But I still save the body, to remind me who I was. Time to wake up, and break your imagination. Stop living on your dream world, focus on the reality, because you only use your imagination to escape the present, then at the end you would blame yourself or situation for your wasted dream.
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