When I owned a thing,
it gives me pressure.. responsibility.
When I opened my heart to accept,
it lowers my guardian.. to being hurt.
Everyday...
I never expect the next moment.
Everyday...
I know the vulnerable of human.
Everyday...
I know how near can someone be to death.
I know myself..
I always play on safe side.
I'm afraid..
I do not take risk..
I avoid to own something..
I avoid commitment..
I avoid to think of being lucky unless I was sure
cause I'm afraid of dissapointment.
But how many times..
have I tried to expose myself?
How many times it hurt?
I don't know..
neither do you....
Yeah...
they never said life's easy..
but some promise that it's gonna worth.
Life's like a gamble...
I played on safe side, but where's the fun?
I took the risk, but what if I lost?
There's nothing perfect in this world
There's always sacrifice to be made...
It's just how you wanna write the story line.
We admire movies, the story..
We enjoy laughter, the moment..
We miss good memory, the experience..
But, how many times we appreciate
the wound left?
Giving excuses to escape
is a nature to protect myself...
There're thousand of reasons to move out,
but a single reason is enough to stay.
I pictured myself in 10 years from now..
Graduated as Doctor,
working at hospital like crazy..
That's all?
Is this all?
I don't want this..
In my picture, I want to be happy.
I drive a car, that I owned myself..
I have a stable relationship, that it's so mine..
I owned a house, that every corner is my idea..
I able to give financial support to my bros, that my parents proud of.
but would I take the risk??
All I can think is..
"I'm not ready now..."
BUT, Candy!! When will you be ready?!
Everything happens so fast..
like a blink of eye, pop! Gone..
I'll be ending first year medical..
4 years to go...
What can I gain?
I never know...
There're so many things
I regretted in the past..
I don't know what's the correct choice anymore.
It's no longer logic, emotional plays role, too.
But now, I know..
there's never correct path for me.
It's about me.. who I am?
who I wanna be?
I chose this, I stick to my choice.
I decided this, I support upon myself.
Now...
Can I drive around Bukit Jalil now?
I made such a rush, instance decision.
I'm having doubt now..
Car park lot and everything's ready..
But Am I ready??
It's a responsibility..
A burden to carry in exchange of freedom.
I'm worried....
cause its never easy.





