KEEPER

I am alive. I am happy that I am. After all of those never ending trials, I come here in front of everyone, declaring that I'm alive. It was like I’ve been through every battleships that will pass by the sea of helplessness. I am certain that my struggles in life would be qualified as an exhausting war within thy self. I am rejoicing because I am in this state of realization that I should be very grateful that I survived. Not everyone on my shoes shall become part of this triumph. So, shall everyone be proud that I'm alive and breathing, but because no one dares to check on me, celebration will be upon only me. 

I don’t know what to write about. I just felt like I had to write something that’s why I am here. In the absence of someone to talk to and narrate what I’ve done this morning, I resorted to blogging. Expressing myself in words made a little bit hard for me these past few days. Oftentimes, I caught myself staring at something and daydreaming at the same time. Realizing I need to do something of important matter, I force my mind to forget about irrelevant information and let it be focused with the contents of my books. I have to learn about techniques to study effectively. I guess I shouldn’t be here at this very moment, but I choose to be here. I wanted to talk endlessly until my mind will find no words to say. Until my day dreaming will be in my reality.