I’ve been wanting to see the henderson waves. 
I’ve started out from the habour front station and then getting to mount faber.
We’ve climbed like a gazillions stairs and walked for like a long long time.
We finally reached the Henderson waves!
The scenery is just worth the effort 
He just can’t seem to blend into the mood or gorgeous place.
Feeling dreadful of each day.
Getting impatient with the time tickling by.
How would I walk out of this mess and what would the future be like.
I’m honestly afraid to know and to get up for it.
After everything, I still failed at this step of point.
I’ve fallen from where I thought I was.
With the strings that used to pull me up broken, I’m fallen still just like the lifeless puppet without it’s strings.
What is the formula for lift this nagging thoughts and pain away?
I just that is one equation that maths lesson in school has forgotten to teach me about.
Or rather it’s the education and social system that created it.
It’s the first time I’m feeling a challenge ahead.
I had gone through being calm, worried, frantic, denial, frustration…
What’s to come next?
Who would know what I want or understand what and why I truly feel?
I’ve never felt more alone.
I’ve never felt this weak.
I’m walking through the plan like a toddler walking towards the prize.
I’m praying to find strength and a path.
