Life is what we make it...

When you keep on wishing for the brightest star
when you keep on dreaming to become the greatest
when you want to goal for one

But when it seems like the world is tumbling dpwn on you
And making it real is hard to believe
Yet this is life
And this is reality

Sometime it feels better
To just expect for the worse
Because the best is just along the way
It's just there

Life is like a game...
You win or you lose
It's what you make it
but it's how you play the game

You can play it fair
Or you can even cheat
You get the thrill of it
While enjoying the winning bets

Or crazy as it is
Accept that you lose something
And just go home with only a penny on your pocket

so what's the big fuzz about what is goin' around?
To live your life like it were your last?
After all, we only have one life to live
It's really all up to you...

it feels so lonely out here...

When in the midst of silence,
suddenly there goes..
questions that pop up to your mind
from the very whys to the very hows
the feeling of confusion

you know you got a lot friends
your loves ones who stood by your side
anytime you need them
a text away, or just make a call
you know you got them there
to listen to you
to help you

Yet you can't burst out the feeling
That bothers you endlessly
You can't even say a word or two

It's not that I don't need them.
Maybe, I just need to be alone
To find myself
To find my life

Time is running out
Or is it running fast?
Or maybe,I need more time

there is this feeling of emptiness
Frustrations I just can't deny
I feel like I am getting tired...

Tired of so many things
Of hopelessly waiting
Of hoping to finish the unfinish

When I just keep on writing and writing
Still i can't find answers to questions
No sense at all