I go on for myself. I live for myself. My life is for myself. Even if all else fails and the world falls down and there's no one left on my side/ by my side, I choose to choose life, I choose to live, I choose to fight. Gone too far to turn back, so I choose to live on my life and just live on. No one might never know how much it takes for me to be normal or to laugh. No one might see this. No one might know why, I myself don't even know why but I choose to just choose life. To choose to live. For myself. I live for myself and no one else (as of now). Its an irony because after the tears have dried and I have to act normal, I'll still be turning my bible to song of soloman to prepare for Pst Kong tmr. I'll still be pretending that alls fine before sleeping. I'll still be Staying Strong. Remaining strong. Being Strong. The story will prob sound better to be ended off here. I just.
I live for myself.
I choose to live.
