Incapacitated

It is a strange feeling when you feel sad. It felt as though time has stopped.

I felt incapacitated, stripped away from my rights. Perhaps that was how it was like on the cross.

There is a struggle within me. One that wants to break free, and the other who wants to submit.

Should I keep fighting? Or should I let go and succumb?

I am tired... Very very tired... Wither by the elements of life.

Perhaps it is time to say "Not my will, but yours be done..."

Random Thoughts..

I have not posted anything for a long time. It is not because I am busy. It is because I didn't want to. Hmm...

Perhaps when you nearing 30, something within you starts to change. Or perhaps people around you give you so much pressure.

Somedays, I wish I was living in an English country, or where the spirit of freedom allows you some space. I am almost suffocated by Asian's tradition, culture, and Asian's standard.

Don't get me wrong. I am not saying that culture and tradition is redundant. I am saying perhaps one needs a mature standard in a developed society.

Why are we bound to culture and tradition and what's the norm anyway? Who set the standard?

Perhaps people just can't escape having the need of acceptance...