Because the past can't be change,
Because the future is still unknown,
The present is your priority.
But somehow I'm stuck,
In between unaccomplished past,
And uncertain future,
I'm drowning.
I have started to wonder,
What if my past that shaped my future,
What if my future is not that of my choosing,
What if I'm given the choices again,
Will I still choose the same thing.
Maybe, it's time to move on,
Or maybe it's time to let go,
As the present get more complicated,
Until I can't no longer, go on.
