CHAINS

so, here is an on the spot blogging.
there is this pent up stress in me.. mostly because of being confine to my current state.

Chains are made to bind us. it restricts us, it constricts us.
then yes... it is true that we are defined by what others think us to be.
too many things to consider, too many sides to protect..
then how i ask, that one can discover ones true identity?
how is that possible when there are all of these chains around our neck?
how is it possible to reach our highest potential when you are bind to your bones?
how can we be free?

in hindsight, there is never a freedom. its just a concept.
freedom doesn't really exist.
the society made that illusion to comfort the weak minds of the masses.
we will always be chained..
if not by the insignificant humans, it will be by the power of the Almighty Creator..

we were never destined for freedom.

Asking Alexandria - A Prophecy

How stubborn are the scars when they won't fade away?
Or just a gentle reminder that now are better days?

We'll be home soon, so dry your eyes,
You'll be okay (you'll be okay!)

Oh my God!
The water is rising!
It's rising!
You just have to believe in me!
Failing that I'll ride this storm alone!

We can still make it out,
'Fuck'

I can help you through this,
But you have to take my hand!
I can take you home,
Take my hand,
Take my hand!

I should've known the tides were getting higher.
We can still survive.
They think we're drowning but our heads are still above the waves,
Above the waves.

(I should've known the tides were getting higher)
(We can still survive)
(Above the waves)
(I should've known the tides were getting higher)
(I should've known the tides were getting higher)

We can still survive!

You never said goodbye, goodbye!
[x4]

And now you're on your own!

You never said goodbye!
You never said goodbye, goodbye!

a leader?

heh...if the me 2 years ago so me now, he would die of shock.

here i am, setting a meeting with a foreigner for the English Week, which for some unknown reason i volunteered to be spearheading, (hold your applause, this isn't something to be proud of)

being all official and shit...even i wouldn't believe that im actually doing this...

(p/s: im fucked)

2 years ago, i was just a nobody. a useless screw up. a kid without responsibilities.

now, hell.. im still a useless screw up but this time, i got people who are depending on me..

needles to say, this screw up just got a lot more heat on his ass...

to top that off, im barely hanging on a thread just as it is...

the stress would soon be unbearable but hey, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger...

but in not really sure that this wont kill me :|

coping with all this stuff without a reliable outlet my prove fatal, but im doing it anyway...

defiant to the end..hehe.

i guess with my emotional state right now, i can't really write a long post..but at least i am writing..

ja nee~