i knew from the start.
that i was never the choosen one.
its always been like that.
i just choose to believe that;
this time round it would be the right choice.
but nahs.

it not the first time alr
i was just foolish enough to believe in it;
again & again.
but what else can i say
nothing.

emotions are playing a trick on me
fear just stick to me
tears pick on me.
its just my fate.

i would blame no one
its my fate.
i just have to accept it.

i hate the way i am.
t be such a weakling
& im never good enuff
in everything.

replica;
subsititute;
replacement;
make used of;
'feelings faded';

its the same old phrase i used to heard them one year ago.

im getting back again.

but im not letting it affect me much.
not the same as last year.
at most i'll just
laugh my way thru;
think negatively thru-out;
or club all my thoughts away.

no worries.
i'll be strong again.