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I might be unlucky, but it could mean that I didn't try harder. Still, I wouldn't lie about the path I chose. 

As I secured my way on the path I chose, I thought that one day I'll grow to love what I'm going to receive. I know well about that path, I didn't know what I would feel about it. 

It doesn't feel right to walk away now, but staying doesn't make me feel any better. 

Sometimes I hate my sense of logic. 

It's like I've been dragging myself, or rather being dragged by the whole situation.

Well, maybe I just didn't try harder, but there's something about my sense of logic.

How can I compete for something that I am not passionate about at all?

I saw a few opening clearly in the beginning, and only shadows for the rest.
Perhaps I really should've made my own.