For the good, or for the bad?

Confusingly, and as expected. Things did go way out of control. Well, it was kinda in deepshit-ish situation already, but just so that I decided to stick my head in it and meddle in the mud, it just keeps getting BADDER and BADDER. Who would've thought that, in the end I was the one who couldn't wait for the chance to come? No one ever thought that this would happen, I'm sure of it myself.

For the people who actually have the time to read what I say, my advice is... Never, EVER, EVER... butt into confusing situations. In my case, I never liked it, but I'm glad I did it. Clarifying and trusting someone in a confusing incident may more or less, make you grow.

I don't dare to say that I'm doing a good job in this problem, yet in the first place, I wasn't even suppoesed to be in this shit. Maybe, it's because I throw too much personal feelings in this matter, or just. As my mentor *I think of her as that* said, I can't always be the noble hero in everyone's problem. People still have to face the music sooner or later. You just can't be there helping them every single second. It'll just make things shit.

Something I'd Like to try

Before I start my post today, I've been thinking about doing something that I haven't done in like... 2 years. Poem writing. Oh well, this is how I feel though, so let's get this going :

Long we met, short we knew,
Times goes by and feelings spill,
Sometimes we never expect,
Sometimes we never knew,
To hide aside or stand with might?
That's what's hard to do.

Give me hope, give me might,
Give me what I can't decide.
Comes to mind, down to heart,
This is what I decide?
No, no, this is old.
Things just will be old.

I see water, I see ground,
My heart's softer, and turning around.
What've I achieve, what I seek,
They just fall off the reek.
What a pity, what a fool,
To think that life's a fool.

My day and night, my love at sight,
Is this all a truth?
Never, never, never a truth,
I've been too much a fool,
To think that everything was a mere tool.
In the end of the podium of life,
I bear the loser of life.

What a pity, what a fool.
For I in the end,
Is the biggest fool.

Well, that's just about what I wanna write about today. Can't think of anymore.
I will be a better person, I will be a better man. Give me time and I will bend, the fate of my demise at hand.

Thanks for bearing with me. Seriously, I wish I could make up to you my dear sister.