3 Years Later

If anybody ask, I will tell them,
Im no longer the same person as before..
My face might look the same,
But deep down, after 3 years, im not the same person anymore...

But today, more than ever,
Im glad, because this blog remind me,
Who i use to be, who I see myself in the future..

I feel melancholy,
But I also feel more confident,
As im reminded who im,
And what i have archieved..

Thanks Allah for everything, and one
Day when I see this, i hope i smile..
😁

They said you should not think too much..

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.

Aku mahu pulang

It's been 2 years since I left..
I change a lot, I grew up a lot..
But then I find myself farther away from 'Him'..
How I had stray away without realising it.

Lately, I had been feeling down, feeling old
And unaccomplished..
How I long to go back home..
How each and every cell in me screaming
I wanna go back..

Aku Mahu pulang..
Ke suatu tempat yang aku rindukan,
Aku Mahu kembali..
Ke jalan yang aku tinggalkan,
Aku Mahu melewati..
Masaku yang telah pergi,
Kerana yang aku rindukan,
Ternyata hanya sebuah kenangan..

The Real Deal!

Oliver: Was it even real for her?
Nikita: You were the only real thing in her life. We all wear masks. Everyone, everyday. Sometimes we wear them so much we forget who we really are. Sometimes, if we're lucky, someone comes along and shows us who we really want to be; who we should be. You were that for her.

~La Femme Nikita~

When will I be able to open the mask? be myself...
Take control, and be all you can be.

Life like that, Deal with it, Go with the Flow!

What will be, will be...

To tired to think already...

Tick Tock

Tick tock..

The sound of the clock..

Tick tock..

Im feeling stuck..

When clock keep tickling..

But I  did not start running. .

Im stuck.. dont know what happening..

Tick tock..
The sound of the clock..
It making my heart stop..
It make my jaws drop..


When the world start spinning. .
And I kept on dreaming. .
I will end up falling..

When the tick tock stop..
Where will I be?..

When other sound emerged. .
When everything is lost..
Will I be able to appreciate. .
The tick tock?

Lazy Day

mmmm...

Today, i dont feel like doing anything...
Dont feel like writing anything...

Somehow, i wanted to write this...
So that when i feeling like wanted to give up...

I can see this post..
and remember how i decided to started..

And i wanted to keep this feeling inside me...
The feeling of gratefulness..
Feeling bless and happy..

Thank you Allah...
Maybe one day....

PsychO

I learn about psychiatric...
I have seen psychiatric patient...
I have been with them..
I have work for them..

But now, I'm more closer to them than ever,
Coz maybe, just maybe...
I will become psychiatric patient myself...

Who knows?
Coz life is like that..
You'll not be here forever..
nor are they...

So, why judge??
Before the Day itself

The day Allah judge all of us..
The day that none will be misjudge...

None of us is superior to one another...
None of us is inferior to one another...
Coz in Allah eye,
What matter is TAQWA...

And that what I need to strive for..
Whether being a psycho or not..
: )