Call it Fate.

a post before i sleep (:

why, i feel like im still living in the past.
just like how im so not use to the life now.
something in the past that i held so tightly on,
and lost that persistent as time passed.


like that video that i posted on facebook today.
the me few months ago would NEVER post it out so openly,
shouting at ruth that day for trying to get it on youtube.
yet today, i actually posted it up on my own.


time, every minutes and seconds, seems to be ever lasting.
but the truth is, nothing is ever lasting.
things that you're persisting now might not matters at all after time.


trying my best, im trying all so hard alone.
cant anyone understand?