A Quest to Carry On

This is a period of extreme ups n downs.

Maybe because there's too much going on at every point of time, and I just couldn't get a grip of myself.

I've been crying over the same thing for the third time in one week, and everytime i thought it would be the last. The problem seemed trivial after every outburst, but soon it would start to agregrate again. I guess this is what happens when you go against your will.

I'm striving to do well in a territory foreign to me. Great effort results in insignificant deed. Despite the tremendous inferiority i've felt, the next step has to be taken. I'm not sure why I'm experiencing such struggle, while others seem to be able to flow with the waters. The only reason I can figure out is that something must have been wrong with my perspective. Maybe it's all in my head.

Neither can I share the problem, nor shed the burden. Most of me wanted to carry on. I know I shall find light sometime, and I hope it's soon.

But before that, I so wish that I could stop feeling so small.