I kept on switching from one person to another.
There were times I told myself, that I had enough. So I started to change, I became determined and lifted. I gave myself another chance and tried all that had failed once over again. 'd do my best, yes, with all my mights, but 'd see no results. Being a failure, I became to a person who've lost her directions. I can't feel the emotions in a human cell anymore. I wander aimlessly without a definite purpose or objective from time to time. Then somethings undesired came my way and pulled me down. I lose all hopes and decided that nothing's worth trying since, perhaps, my aimbitions are impossible to reach.

I shut all door and I built tall walls around me. I keep everything to myself. In the end, I decided to give up and tried to end my shames and other's disappointments by taking my own life. Just when 'm about to be take the final step, there's always either a thread pulling me back or a soft whisper shouting for me to wake. By the time 'm up, I could finally open up to hear other's words and advises again. I thought to myself: maybe there will be another turn for me, at the end of this path where I can start afresh.

Once 've given myself another chance, this cycle repeats. I thought I can have another chance, I asked for another chance; I thought this time, I can find a right exit. So I walked a different path; I thought this time, this path leads to the end of this road. Maybe this time, is really the end.


Lead me to the place where lost hopes are restored,
where love is true and life is good and faith has its reward.