Its tough out here..
When support is there, but not present as such.
When people you thought you could rely on, you thought wrong.
When there is someone you want to but dare not rely on too much
lest it doesn't turn out right,
then you might have to find footing all over again.
Its tough out here..
Not knowing where you'll end up if you fall
No shoulder to cry on when you're down
No listening ears to speak to when you have something in mind
No comforting hands to hold and reassure.
Its tough out here..
When you might have found something
Which makes you smile again,
To see life in its zest & vigour
But yet,
You could only muster meagre courage to tread upon
When uncertainties plaque the mind
When wantings become obscured
When lack of confidence
Lost of beliefs
Keep haunting, repeatedly.
Its tough out here, for me.
~ A place to vanquish boredom, holding little substance ~ Afterall, "No one means all he says, yet very few say all they mean; for thoughts are viscous and words are slippery..."
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