Life has a funny way of working out and in the midst of it all, one has to keep hoping.
Living in a town I can’t claim to be mine; a town that constantly rejects me, remaining focused isn’t a piece of cake.
For those who do not know my story; I was one of the many graduate who thought life after the gown and ceremony would be an everlasting bliss. Shocked by reality, my faith and hope weathers.
Sending job applications has become an endless routine, my little drug not to relapse.
Feeling so helpless, I can’t help but wonder if things will get better for me.
Hoping to keep my faith strong, doubt enters has this prolongs…