© Her visions

Dreaming is what I always do.
I am always wondering how will I become.
I'm always thingking, where path should I follow.
Things keeps on running out of my mind.

One day I woke up with hope.
Hope to see my mom happy early in the morning (her happiness is like a tasty coffee).
Hope to overcome whatever difficulties awaits me.
Hope to gain progress little by little.

I never feel the pain.
I never quit.
I never said "it's hard".

But things ain't always go the way we planned it.
Something came up, and I had to choose between a "life" and a "dream".
I realized, my mom is my life.
My dream is to finish the track I've started and make her happy.
But now that I NEEDED to choose, I will not put myself into regrets.

I have to stop from chasing.
I have to stop striving.
I HAVE TO STOP!!!!

I never been in this kind of situation before.
Choosing and then giving up.
Giving up and then stay still.
I cannot stay still because I am very emotional.
I always want to cry, just to cry out loud.

But when I look up I realized I still have time. I just have to trust the process.
The decision I made is sacrificed that needed to be justified.
I became selfless with what I did.


Now I still have heartache but I'm satisfied.
I'm still in pain but I'm laughing.