Study, eat, study, sleep.
Repeat this for weeks.
Stress is at its peak
and the future seems bleak.
giving up is for the weak.
I am willing to dirty my hands
and ditch my plans
to discover the gold
within the depths of your soul.
how should we judge a person
for all of us are hypocrites
intentional or otherwise
one person, many facades.
different situation, different tide.
different audience, different side.
we grow and mature over time
so should our mistakes be judged
and spoken words be remembered
when we are all bound to change
for better or for worse
Somethings are meant to be unsaid.
Just nod and accept their rage.
Don’t you find it strange
that you find a friend within range
to do the same.
“I’m different” or so you claim.
But hold on to your debates against their fury.
When gossips spread, they get nasty
and you will see the last of me.
I’m standing on the edge of the cliff
one step from falling into the reefs
eyes closed, breeze gently caressing my face,
listening to the waves crashing, slowly eroding the base,
like how these emotions wash away
a part of me day by day.
Tempted to take one step and join the currents
to be embraced by the vast ocean,
to finally succumb to my endless negativity.
After all, don’t we all belong to the sea?