I have lost so much of myself up until now. I believe, when we experience pain, it will eventually leave us...but when it leaves, you're not the same person anymore.. I wonder why I miss the past although the present is 10 times brighter.. I admit, I've lost part of myself, but I'm reviving it now. That fear of "nothing matter" is disappearing...
because I know there is one thing that mattered 10 years ago.
...that childhood dream has always been on my mind, more than any contentment in this world.
and the the fact that I did't let go, is the reason for my strength.
Now that I'm alone, all I hear are the voices of people reminding me of the difficultly of this life ..and.. words of support from friends and fans.
and.. That one loud voice of my 12-year old self pushing me to keep it all up.
I should probably end this pathetic talk and go back to work.. but
I just want you to wait for me, the reason why I'm taking time, is because of the quality of my