thinking back
looking back
just makes you wonder
how far you’ve gone
questioning every move you make
questioning every step you take
in the end what would become
your greatest misery
and you say to yourself
what was it all for
the feelings, the labour
the sweat, the tears
in the end the reward
then you get your long-awaited award
you’re beaten down in every corner
till you’re finally bleeding inside
the feeling uncontrollable
and you just can’t help but cry
thinking quietly to yourself
in the end you’d rather die
giving up
losing hope
just want to burst out and cry
cry till your heart’s content
cry till at last for once
in the end you are okay
.glenkoh