Torment

I simply don't get people who chooses the path of being romantically attached to another when they can't even cope with life. They can forgo the down times and the sorrows that will come in their way, all they see were the ups and immediate-yet-short happiness right before them. Sometimes, I even consider Love being something sophisticated, and something that don't give a definite answer to life. Maybe it does, only that I'd yet to realise. To me, Love is nothing without the support of career and a certain knowledge of life values. Love is just an extravagant if one couldn't juice the essence of life through other means, and hence, whether can you live with or without such thing.

I mean nothing but to question myself what is love to me. The love-hate that appears in my very eyes simply blurred the meaning to the term, or maybe it's just me. I choose not to start a relationship, not because I'm afraid, but I'm not ready for it. And I'm not sure when I will be ready. It seems that will never happen at this point of time. And I need someone, to give me reasons, to prove me wrong, and clean this mentality.

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When you feel your heart being deserted

The field of love had simply got resented

You'd try your best to let it be prevented

When all else failed don't feel humiliated

You will feel sorrow despite the weather

Even if it rained it doesn't make it better

So you had forgo everything else matter

As you thought you are at Earth's centre

My views to your worth not a single cent

When it was too late to regret and repent

I will keep silence to any of my comment

Live your life will be your worst torment