quandary, obfuscation.

i made a string got into a dead knot.
theres always one thing in my heart.
''i just hope for a little but (...) cant even give me that little...''
walking away with despairness.. wondering why finally i have chosen this way..
for now, i need to have determination.
to keep walkig infront..because i was trying to stay and to start..but (...) just dont want to full filled my last wish..
theres one thing in my heart that i dun wish it to ''convert'' but somehow it has already changed.
perhaps i could turn back time..to stop everything..
now it is a silly mistake i have done in my life..once again..
because i though i can change (...) but i cant..

*never a ballerina.