"It's okay", I said.
Once, a big question ran through my head, and I left it unanswered, let time find out itself. I was pretty sure the answer will come to me in the right time. For the time being, I pressure myself to keep doing what should be done, to keep doing what my parents expected to be done, to keep doing what I keep questioning. Is this the right thing to do? Am I walking on the right path? Thought everything will go easy because this is what I have chosen back then. But you know, God's plan sometimes doesn't come up like what we expect. Up and down, shine and dim, they happen like they live really close to us, even closer than our veins. Then, regrets will come follow them and show their faces, really annoying faces till you want to throw up. A thought of giving up start haunting. Tears come afterward, and anger follow them behind. Everything I do never reach the 'good' point, bad things keep happening, and I, I keep pressuring myself. Hold everything by myself,