Iri..

betapa aku mencuba untuk mencuba, aku tidak mencapai.

pemikiran yang hinggap di atas kepala ku, aku lagi tidak ngerti akan mengapa ianya terjadi.

Lantas aku mencoba lagi untuk menjayakan apa yang harus. Aku ngomong dalam awang-awangan. Tidakkah ia memutarbelitkan bahasa dan pemahaman?

Aku tidak mengerti. Mengapa aku harus iri hati? Irinya aku kepada dia yang menjadi emas di lautan besi. Aku ingin menjadi sepertinya. Namun, bukankah aku, sebagai teman, harus bangga? Bukannya angkuh di dalam ego diri ku ini.

I do not understand. At some point of life, we tend to challenge everyone around us. With the passion and wanting to strive for what's best and beneficial. Why i speak in weird sentences? I do not know. Let me be honest. I'm quite lost. Honestly? i am.

I mean. What's bothering me? I do not know. I'm just questioning myself in finding answers i already know. It's a little cliche. But i suppose, that's how it is now.

Aku selalu berpikir, betapa bertuah diriku ini. Namun adakah TUAH itu yang menyeret keadaan yang seadanya..? Bukankah apa yang kita lakukan mengorak langkah masa depan kita? Stepping stones people say. But some people fly my friend.

I riddle myself in an imagination where none perceive to believe. Whilst i adore and cherish the wonderful music of the Quran, i try to understand the purpose of my existence. I might sound like a maniac. Being overly psycho about his being.

But nonetheless, am i doing enough to achieve what i want?

Am i stepping on the RIGHT stones? Only Allah, the almighty and all-knowing knows. And for that, I have faith in whatever is given upon me.

The dzikir of after prayers, calms me down. It then puts me in the centre of my spiritual sense. I then could think and possibly resolve what is there to resolve. Being in the state of understanding. It's a tough one.

I'm laughing at myself now. For just crapping along with no sense of logic. Hahaha.