chances are meant to being let go by us for those we care the most. in my past, too many mistakes have been done that became a consequence of who i am now - a mistake. i often make the wrong choices and the splurt out the most stupid words. i am like a flower in a glass jar, it wilts as days go by - even with the presence of water and sunlight. but trapping me inside it won't help me or anyone else around. and the falling petals are my chances, which falls one - by - one. i was freed once, but not anymore. i am trapped in this cage of someone else which ends up being a cage of mine. i choose to stay in here, no interaction with the outside world. now, i am too tired to fight for me

i am always not good enough.

and there is no one to be blamed except for myself. i took the wrong step and these are the consequences that i have to bear. and i have to change me, be a different me. not me. but someone else, satisfying enough for other people. i hope that'll work