men are like cabs..

Men.

They are like cabs. Abundant when not needed.

Thou' it seems I'm flocked with choices, truth is I'm not able to choose one.

I'm still in the phase where I had outgrown the boys of my past but not quite grown into the men of my future.

Sometimes, people say something is better than nothing.

But I don't concur cause in matters of the heart, sometimes nothing is better than something I'm not sure of. There is people's heart at stake.... and mine. Not just some mere game of chase and fun.

So, all I'm able to do at the moment is just to lean back, chill and leave this part of life in God's hand..