One day, everything is figure out. I’m convinced what I really want in my life. I’m full of spirit that I’ll fight for my dreams no matter what.

But, most of the time, I keep on asking myself. What is really my purpose in my life?

I feel like, I keep on failing to answer this question. I’m seeking answers but found none.

Choices. Life is a choice. Yes. But, is it really worth it? I’m doubting my choices and keeps on regretting.

I am full of what ifs.

There are times wherein I feel empty and wondering. I want to fulfill my purpose. But, what is really my purpose?

My life seems like a trial and error. I always made a decision and stand firm but I always met dead end.

I always back. Back to zero. Square one. I’ll attempt again to seek my purpose.

My choices made me unhappy and lead me to more questions.

Is it because I’m not contented? Is it because I keep on looking for things that is not worth looking for?

I have no idea. Things are vague and maybe too afraid to know what lies within.

Fear, again. This fear keeps bugging me. I know. I must not allow it to control me.

I’ll just close my eyes and continue my search.

Bahala na.

Published by She Writes

She's a dreamer. Hopes to be lost in oblivion but the truth is, she just wants to be seen and heard. In quest within and lover of life. This, too, shall pass so I will keep going ; I still don't know. I'll rest for the mean time.

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