But maybe I wasn't born to be happy, or to make anybody happy, I'm just meant to fail in everything I want to do, in everything I like, I got potential when I was young, but maybe I wasn't strong enough to fight my own fate, or maybe I didn't want to leave my comfort zone, but now that comfort zone has become a torture zone, where every little second is like one billion neddles get into my body making me bleed.
What's the point of all of these? If things keep going like this, I won't have any reason to keep going, I won't. If only I could have one motive, one reason, but I don't see any light in the future to come, I just stuck, like a little mouse in a dead end street, and the worst is I can't go out, coz the wolves are outside. I would fight the wolves but again I'm not strong enough to fight them. And that's because I have nobody by my side.
Definitely I gotta do something, but I don't know what...
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