i have thgs i have to SAY..
but i cant, because i will just hurt people..
the moment i start the talking, they’ll flipped..
they have their opinions, and i do respect them,
and i have my own too, but mine is unheard..
u noe, i dont just tell stuff without meaning,
when i ask sumthg, it’s because i do have a strong reason for it..
so strong that i know u will never understand..
now i am torn apart,
torn inside,
and i noe, only He knows best..
and now, when i am forced on my knees, it’s the best tyme to pray, isnt it?
and He knows, i cant be both, i cant be good, and bad at the same tyme..
and He knows, how much my heart is crying,
how much my soul is tortured..
and here i am,
at the crossroads, between good and bad.
i wanna be good, i do,
and im even crying and praying that ill be good.
salam...
BalasPadamjuz remembered something... a poem we used to learn during school time...
Robert Frost: The Road Not Taken (1915)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
so what's your choice? would it make 'all the difference? '
choose wisely my sister....
never forget that we're always here for you.
uhibbuku fillah >_<
k fathimah - jakarta
salam...jazakillah kak thimah~heheheh
BalasPadamtq...........
BalasPadam