Oh how I wish life was like rockclimbing.
I would literally fail at every stepping stone.
If life was a gamble, I wished for a bed of needles instead of gym mats to support me when I fall everytime.That way I know that every failed attempt I did,there will be scars to remind me of that time.But why is it whenever I fail to complete the route, I tried again. Isn't one failure enough?? It just shows that I do not give up without a fight I guess. I tried again but still failed.Should I give up or still give it my all?? I couldn't continue, my hands were weak, my finger were having blisters.. but my mind ask me to try once more. And I did... I managed to reach the top in the end..



If you're down, take my hand and I'll pull you back up.

Oh how I wish life was like rockclimbing.
I would literally fail at every stepping stone.
If life was a gamble, I wished for a bed of needles instead of gym mats to support me when I fall everytime.That way I know that every failed attempt I did,there will be scars to remind me of that time.But why is it whenever I fail to complete the route, I tried again. Isn't one failure enough?? It just shows that I do not give up without a fight I guess. I tried again but still failed.Should I give up or still give it my all?? I couldn't continue, my hands were weak, my finger were having blisters.. but my mind ask me to try once more. And I did... I managed to reach the top in the end..



If you're down, take my hand and I'll pull you back up.