The curious question is: Why cry over asplit milk? you see, love, real love that is, my old wounds held me back. All those people I trusted with my life played Judas on me, and betrayed me. After discovering the fate of my old destiny, my heart was sore, and i became mentally caged. Everything around made no sense, and I started feeling like I was living a lie. Maybe I was. Failur, discomfort, and loneliness engulfed me. And I had no one to talk to. Indeed, when dats are dark friends are few. So, I had to die inside and suppress my emotins.

I have come to realise that the truth either breaks you down or build you, it depends on how you handle it. After failing for 3 years, I have learned that patience is virtue, and that things things comes to those who wait. At the end, I achieved my dreams. This proves that dreams do come true.