Then you realise, its the simply things in life that you see meaning.

Its impossible to turn back time.

The faithful day, when you cried so hard, wishing for time to be turned back is the day deciding it all.

Blame it on yourself back then that you wanted to proof yourself different. Wanting to be unique. You forced yourself to do things you didn't want to but thought will be best for yourself. In the end, you still aren't yourself.

Then when you came to realise what you want, is as simple as that. It isn't what others want you to be, it isn't what you want others to percieve you to be. Its as simple as doing tasks you enjoy in daily life and appreciating everyday as it is. Being Yourself.

But despite you trying and trying now, it is difficult for you to achieve it anymore.

You ask yourself, "Why is it that everybody who wanted to could have gotten it but you?"

Because you were afraid to face the taste of failure back then and now you suffer from the consequences. In the process of hoping to be seen, you forgot to hear yourself out.

In life, there are no second chances.

For a while, life feels savourless, you are in a state of giving up something you have spent such a long time holding on to.

But there isn't any time for you to, because the clock is ticking signalling you to get moving, making this whole process even harder.