I'd be letting you all down if I were to give up at this moment. And yet I so feel like giving up, because of the amazing odds stacked against me.
Learning a programming language from scratch.
Putting it into actual practice for a game my future depends on.
Wasting yet another few thousands of our family's money.
Causing Dad and Mom to worry.
I've realised it too late.
I never could run away from the world.
And now as I sit here, I realised I've gained so much more.
But at what cost?
My mind must have been way dense to not learn it the time when Granny passed away; a life lost, at what cost?
I honestly don't deserve anything I have right now.
My conclusion? Never give up, if only for the lost cost.
*Edit* If you think today is your last, how would you live it?
My mind's hurting, conscience's grieving, muscle's aching and breathing's shallow but somehow I'm living as if tomorrow might be a better day.
Please let it come to pass, if only for what I may have become.
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