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.......and make a wish.
They say that nothing is impossible.
But there is.
You can't bring a dead man back, you can't bring what's lost back and you can't not pretend to move on.
Because life waits for no one.
What makes me sad, is that human beings can only do so much.
And what's left, is to hope for the best.
It's demoralising.
I think the only thing i've gained, is how much i cherish what i've lost.
I really hope that things will be the way my parents said.
I want to believe in being strong when everything seems wrong.
I want my inner happiness to run so deep that nothing can disturb it.
I really do.
But more often than not, i falter at the slightest failure.
I despise myself.
For letting fear, judgement, lack of confidence and determination to run my life.
I really want to succeed, but something inside me is holding me back and i can't surpass it.
I've been trying , every single day.
But i can't get past myself.
And that's what determines a failure.
Doomed. By myself.