mie rebus

just,
help me with my thougts.

if,
just if,
i'm someone who can't,
just someone who doesn't have the ability to make,
noodle.

no matter how hard i learn,
no matter how many times i tried,
i'm just not capable of making noodle.

so,
in my desperation,
i beg to the great God.
i plead to God,
hoping that God can be more generous to me and give me a noodle.

i waited for so long.
and finally,
God gave me a noodle.

but,
i found the noodle is quite peculiar.
the noodle is cold.
well,
i didn't exactly ask for a warm noodle,
but,
generally, noodle is supposed to be warm.
and,
there's a boiled egg in my noodle.
God is a God.
then, God already knew that i'm allergic to egg.

then,
why,
did God gave me a noodle, a cold noodle, with an egg in it?

the noodle is cold.
the noodle is destructive.

i keep thinking,
of what i did wrong,
or what i didn't do.
that can make God gave me such a noodle.

while looking at the noodle,
sometimes,
i feel ashame of my self,
of how greedy i am.
wanting other things while i'm having what i was asking for.
and sometimes,
i just find it as a reason to hate God.


well,
that was just an if.