Mourning for a mission failed

I'm beaten down again, I belong to them
I beaten down again, I failed you
                                  --Truth, Seether

Last night's dilemma--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Life and death of some sort but not exactly; That confusing feeling of having two ropes tugging your neck from different directions and having to choose which rope to cut, and which direction you want to be dragged in. Making choices between fighting for a cause you believe in or a fight against what you fear.
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Today: no matter how much I thought of everything last night, it all came down to one thing. Nothing. I failed myself and everyone else. May pa-advo-'advocacy' pa akong nalalaman. Fotcha. I feel really bad. Now, more than ever, I'm a loser. Weakling. Antok lang ang katapat. Sorry nang marami.


Keep faith or give in to doubts? Levy-chan needs some counsel. 'Elp. Nyaw.