If I could ever just bring peace…
To the world that crave for it…
If I could ever bring ease…
To those who are in need…
If I could ever just be powerful...
To cater to all how God did…
If I could ever be more capable…
Maybe there’re lesser people who bleed…
Yet I know there’s much I can’t achieve…
Some dreams are too great to reach…
Though there’s much I want to believe…
Somehow there’s something of a problem; or a glitch…
I want to practice of what I often preach…
Yet most of the time,
Between talking n acting there’s a great great rift…
Sometimes I would just want to take both paths…
Where it would only allow a choice of either one…
Sometimes I wonder if the Devil is having a cruel laugh…
When I’m to decide whom to cater to…
I find myself never been ever true;
I’m weak, and just a fool…
What can I possibly do??
I despise my own incompetence…
My own inability to bring relieve…
To protect my own confidence…
To defend my own belief…
Now I’m left standing…
At the wake of the consequences of my own decision…
Which I can never regret…
Nor take a U-turn back…
For in compensation for my limitation…
I am to sacrifice another option…
In favor for another that is full of doubts and questions…
Which I hope that my heart would never need to answer...
My conscience painful reaction...
-Bornion Crusader-
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