so

so what if i completed 42.195km with my legs
if you really think that's a feat, i'm telling you it's not.
countless old men and girls went past me.
anyone can complete a marathon if they try.
but not anyone can complete a good life.
i cant, i cant turn back the clock, there're some things in life that i cant change anymore.
no matter how much determination i have, i cant, because i've sinned a hell lot, okay make that a fk lot.
i can only try to be better from now on, but it doesnt change the past of my life because people had left, leaving and going to leave soon.

prom's the last chance. but even so, it's not the right setting to move beyond the superficial level. all people do is take photos, compare dresses, spot hot girls hot guys whom you never thought they were hot for the past two years. how do you have a heart to heart talk with someone you havent for the past two years.

i want to fill up this new frame, but it's empty.
you could have filled it up, but are you sure it's not empty?