Like a huge pile...
a yoke was placed upon me...
All with much confidence
That I've the strength to take the role.

From 1yr to 6 mths...
now...3 mths I may not have...
a challenge to my art of survival...

Sometimes it put me to wonder...
Am I that good?...
At some point, I don't think so...
yet I fire with confidence and dare to try...
that makes the only difference.

My theory of looking 10 steps ahead...
Now has to be applied with 2 times the speed and effectiveness...
Especially with soon taking over the portfolio of my
General manager....(Bao Suah Bao Hai)...
"Generally do everything around the place" manager...

hahahaaa....

My portfolio is adding on in growth way too fast....
feels alittle choking though....

The way you part your fringe...
revealing the sweetness and innocence...
the look that literally melts anything
hard and strong...
And what shocks me...
is to find the similarity...
The will and drive...
and hopes so high...
that nothing....
nothing in this world will take you done...
you keep moving...

What I see and how I'd see...
was much commonly found...
what I'd do and what I do...
like I've met my match...
But is this just a test?...
Is this some game I've been put on the world stage as before?
Where I play some one who takes a shot...
and probably get hit by a thousand strikes once more...
Yet I still stand in trust for that one day to come...
10years of tryouts...
and I've only been yet hitting around the stripes beyond the target...
Is this it?...
or is it fate for me to carry on my aiming and firing?...
For that....truly....I'm drained...
What many have thought of me
is no more in the present...
Though I try...but yet hold fear...
hope starts not...my scorpion filled mind...