Go on and Cry.
Sometimes, i just want to let God reveal everything He had planned for me so that i can have the most powerful guts to strive hard for that given scene.
I’m losing strength and so I ask God more of it. For if it’s all me, i can’t go on.
I keep on asking why do i have this kind of life? Why do tears suddenly fall when you are tired. Oh God, give me strength, i can’t do this all by myself. God knows how tired I am, how understanding I have been. But still i hold on tight, grasping every faith I have…
Will I sin if i admit i can’t figure out myself? that I can’t let everybody in? for being closed to anyone who was trying their way in? Tell me…
//03.23a
Friday, 27-05-2011
B.
May
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