the cold wind blows as she started to swim in a deep thought
"where am i heading to?" she whispered in a resigned voice
"what am i going to do next?'
she was desperate to take a glimpse of her life's next episode
her curiousity drives her mad and insecurity kills her confidence.
without any belief that she will do well,
her doubt started to grow and destroy her,
slowly but sure.
she can no longer see what is happening right in front of her eyes
getting too focused with the unseen future, she ignored the fact that she is living the moment
the current moment, the fact that she is breathing;
her today's existence is never admitted
she thinks that she was born for tomorrow
but the hanging question always have left her in silence;
"what is tomorrow, again? who will i be tomorrow? what is the purpose of tomorrow?"
she lost her identity,
she lost her soul in the word "tomorrow"
she hates herself for whatever she is becoming "tomorrow"
then tomorrow becomes her enemy,
she wishes that tomorrow shall no longer come.
and as frighten as she could be, she ended her life
just to save her from meeting
wore: unbranded batik vest, cotton ink white shirt, zara turquoise pants, charles & keith black heels
(and a special appearance by my bestie: Pingkan Palilingan)