Its just so guilty to do something like that and to end up at the end of the day, realising that nth major has been completed. Suxs as it may, i guess we end up repeating the unescapable cycle again and again. Sometimes it just strikes upon me if whether the guilt that we feel aint strong enough, or sufficient enough to be imprinted in our minds, that such situations shld not happen again. I mean, isnt that wat guilt is meant to do? to serve as a strong reminder as to what we've done wrong in the past and not to repeat them in the future? to remind you that you have not achieved what you are supposed to do yesterday?
We just dun learn well enough, do we? time after time, we repeat. day after day, time burns. and before we know it, days are lost, non-recoverable, non-existant, point of no return. We poison ourselves slowly and painfully with guilt each day as we edge towards our line of death. Why?
Each time i come back from supposed-studying sessions 4-5am at the wee of dawn, i fall in bed in exhaustion and my brain dont seem to rmbr. I cont my studies the next day only to finally see how much meagre progress ive done. 3 names. And even when i try to rmbr them, things that im supposed to know of mysteriously slips away unconsciously.
Tired and Restless, of unknown whys,
i look towards Frustration and bows.
He greets me politely and strokes my head.
"Rest o' rest, my child."
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Seven years and fifty days
The time is passing by
Nothing in this world could be
As nice as you and I
And how could we break up like this
And how could we be wrong
So many years, so many days
And I still sing my song - Groove Coverage, 7Years &50days.
