courage.
after talking to yh i realised that i do not have the courage she has.and i am very proud of her.
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yes i am a tough person some may say,
others may think i carry the positive outlook in life.
i hope that i can keep that going.
because i fear to, and often to hide the uncertainties is to shelf them and not face them truthfully,
and yep to toughen up other areas and get going.
like the other i always talk about.
like the compartments of choice one has.
ashamed to admit that i have alot of them.
the number of compartments i segment my inner self is way beyond what one may describe.
am i protecting myself too much?
or am i too much of a woman to be, or am i just never brave enough?
i guess i have learnt and moved on the point i will keep myself sane and protect my own being before i lose it. i do not think further, i prevent and sort my thoughts when i feel it stepping out the the tracks. but i know being this will only make me walk the harder road.
but i cant help it.
i'm just not as brave as i was before.
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i wished i could be lazy,
i wished i could ignore and ease up my daily chores.
but i know i can't,
i'm given it and i shall not question further and just do what i have to.
i really am not looking back.
not even abit.
i am just looking in front of me,
not very far but just alittle ahead.
i know i just have to.
hang on to my sanity.
and only allowing myself to have tiny bits of space to dream and have hopes.
just a little...
i feel like i am no way near to what i really am in real.
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