i wanna push myself.
i wanna push myself.
i wanna push myself.


over my limit.
over the pain.
over the fatigue.


you dont see it like i do. because we may think we know alot. sometimes we need to feel so that we know alot. sometimes we need to experience the unexperience. till we realise we really do not want to feel it at all. but my judgement i shall comment, my opinion i shall incorporate. my words wont be wisdom neither shall my feelings be ignored. what are you to me? i wish i knew for each passing minute, its either im killing myself or saving myself from you. if you know, show me a sign. but even if you knew, what good shall anything be done for.


training is tiring. but im gonna push even harder. 45 metres. standard. lower the bloody angle. i can do it.


if only i were before, where i shall put my pride down. could it be i fell too many a times? or is it just the fear. why do i think i like you? its because im willing to do anything for you thats it?




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breaking free to something new. =)