Uncertainty.
I'm falling.
But i wont let myself falter back to where i started.
It's like making pancakes for the first time.
The night before, you get yourself busy in the kitchen.
Getting the hands messy with the flour.
Beating eggs.
Mixing the sugar, salt, milk, etc.
When everything's all set,
you get excited for the cooking tomorrow.
As early as it is, you get yourself busy in the kitchen again.
Heating the frying pan.
Get the pancake paste out of the fridge.
A lil more stir will do.
& then, scoop it on that burning pan.
Witness it turning brown. & soon, a lil too cooked.
For almost 2 hours, you've been failing.
Not even 1 decent, edible pancake was done.
Either not fully cooked, or it's all burnt.
Some weren't just as spongy as you wished.
How demoralising could it be.
A huge part of you just felt like giving up.
But that tiny spark in your heart is rather stubborn.
You try, and kept trying. Effortlessly.
Until suddenly, you finally discovered the solution.
The next moment, you've got the hang of it.
& finally, achieved those nice & spongy pancakes that you were hoping for all the while.
How relieved. Delighted. Proud of yourself.
You smile.
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Should i just let the huge part of me take over me?
Hands down. Admit my weaknesses.
Even when i know it's just too early for that.
Too early to give up.
& regret for the rest of my life?
Is that what losers do?
Or should i reignite that tiny lil spark of flame in my heart?
And make everything just the way i was hoping for?
Something worth hoping for....
Is that what you call a winner?
Help me, please.
;(
But i wont let myself falter back to where i started.
It's like making pancakes for the first time.
The night before, you get yourself busy in the kitchen.
Getting the hands messy with the flour.
Beating eggs.
Mixing the sugar, salt, milk, etc.
When everything's all set,
you get excited for the cooking tomorrow.
As early as it is, you get yourself busy in the kitchen again.
Heating the frying pan.
Get the pancake paste out of the fridge.
A lil more stir will do.
& then, scoop it on that burning pan.
Witness it turning brown. & soon, a lil too cooked.
For almost 2 hours, you've been failing.
Not even 1 decent, edible pancake was done.
Either not fully cooked, or it's all burnt.
Some weren't just as spongy as you wished.
How demoralising could it be.
A huge part of you just felt like giving up.
But that tiny spark in your heart is rather stubborn.
You try, and kept trying. Effortlessly.
Until suddenly, you finally discovered the solution.
The next moment, you've got the hang of it.
& finally, achieved those nice & spongy pancakes that you were hoping for all the while.
How relieved. Delighted. Proud of yourself.
You smile.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Should i just let the huge part of me take over me?
Hands down. Admit my weaknesses.
Even when i know it's just too early for that.
Too early to give up.
& regret for the rest of my life?
Is that what losers do?
Or should i reignite that tiny lil spark of flame in my heart?
And make everything just the way i was hoping for?
Something worth hoping for....
Is that what you call a winner?
Help me, please.
;(
