I have worked so hard to see that the ship that I am sailing to be sinking. I forced myself to drink coffee just to keep me awake even if I didn’t want to. I gave up my bed for my desk, and my lamp. I gave up my social life just to be a better person than I was before. I tried and gave up so many things, and pushed people away just so I could focus and succeed. But guess what? I still failed.
No matter how hard we try, how hard we push, sometimes, it’s just not enough. It will never be enough. When fate plays its role, when destiny begins its game, we have no absolute power over it. Our tears won’t make any difference so we have to brave the storm and keep fighting. “Do or do not. There is no try.”
It’s just sad that for almost a month now, I have missed out on a lot of conversations and inside jokes. This is the effect of my own doing. There is no one to blame but myself. All my life, my sole goal was to make my mother proud but all I ever keep on ending up with are failures and disappointments. We don’t have to force ourselves to be good, or to be better, because anything that is forced is not true.
If we fall, we either stay on the ground to be picked on and live the rest of our lives with humiliation, or we stand up and walk with our head held high to show people that we are strong and that we can overcome any obstacle.