Think again

Dunno why but this hand, this finger, still want to write about you. Time flies but the story still the same, stuck on you.

I mean like, why "it" has to be like that? Why "it" should be like that? Why "it" can't be like that? Too many why that i ask to my self.

You said, because everything happens for a reason. Then I said, everything happens because of you. You created it. The reason above all of that is, you. You make the destiny to be like that. You choose that way. You choose that destiny to be like that.

Will you gonna ask 'why' again, after all you've done for the past year? Then think again. Who created the destiny if that destiny has been chosen, by you.

Then, think again.