Days going on like normal,
May's already gone by the calender;
my mind's still wondering on the canal
which leads to the spirit tunnel.
I am not sure what am I doin'
for I am a bit lost right now.
Hoping to see the little twilight,
even it's fully surrounded by the darkness.
No ticking sound from the analogue clock on my dashboard,
but only my typing noise and the buzzing of the air-conditioner.
Trying my best to express my immediate feelings now
but to no avail.
Lots had happened in this recent months,
and lots to expect for the next.
There's still a little more to do,
yet it feels like pinnacles to climb.
At times, I doubted myself,
if I really deserves what I am getting.
My self-esteem's reach its edge,
a bridge must be built for its crossing.
Faith is the thing that I need,
and zeal is what I must have.
Only if I can hang on and proceed,
then there will be no regret left.
I know poems always have rhymes,
but i am not even trying to rhyme my words,
as I know that many times,
I am just writing words...
May's already gone by the calender;
my mind's still wondering on the canal
which leads to the spirit tunnel.
I am not sure what am I doin'
for I am a bit lost right now.
Hoping to see the little twilight,
even it's fully surrounded by the darkness.
No ticking sound from the analogue clock on my dashboard,
but only my typing noise and the buzzing of the air-conditioner.
Trying my best to express my immediate feelings now
but to no avail.
Lots had happened in this recent months,
and lots to expect for the next.
There's still a little more to do,
yet it feels like pinnacles to climb.
At times, I doubted myself,
if I really deserves what I am getting.
My self-esteem's reach its edge,
a bridge must be built for its crossing.
Faith is the thing that I need,
and zeal is what I must have.
Only if I can hang on and proceed,
then there will be no regret left.
I know poems always have rhymes,
but i am not even trying to rhyme my words,
as I know that many times,
I am just writing words...
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