me, myself

Not that I don’t have a face to show off, yet, I never satisfied looking at me at a picture or portray myself exactly perfect. Anyhow……
Wonder, have I been criticize myself too much?


Life is changing, people’s changing, so as my figure.
My body has been practically twisted upside down these few years. Now, it re-boot all over again, and I fell it never functioned so well since I got my new life back. Am I supposed to be happy? Then still, I found myself gain more wrinkles on my only one face…..it looks more mature than ever…..I shall never ever be happy how I look all my life?


Maybe one day, maybe, I would learn to appreciate myself, me, as a whole new person, piece by piece, inside out….. till then….
Let go of past.