Destined To...

Some things are best left to destiny.
Things you can not help.
Things you know you can not change.
No matter how hard you try.
No matter how long you try.
Choices you can not make.
Times when you have no choices.
Times when the wrong is your only choice.
Situations you can not explain even to you own self.
Times when your head aches with all those mute screams,
From the burden of those unfulfilled dreams.
The pathetic state of mind when you want to act,
Act to save your identity, your life, its very basic meaning.
But you do not know where to begin from...
When you can not find that small leakage
That constantly and continuously defalates your zeal.
Times when you want to run,
Away from everything that requires you to choose.
But your legs refuse to nudge,
As if they were in competition with some old eucalyptus roots for the depth...
Times when you toss the coin high up in the air,
Praying for gravity to become an obscure phenomenon...
Trying to figure out the second side of the mobius strip...
You get tired of scripting it all out...
You fail miseably,
You still do not understand...
Some things are best left to DESTINY...