I often pose this question to myself, and I am at my wits end thanks to the universe. I try, and try, and try some more. Hoping that I will be better somehow. But I never get to the point of being able to find my way through the turmoil that surrounds me. It hurts being me. It is painful to move and painful to watch the world change. I don't know what to do, and I don't know where to turn anymore. No one can help me, never can. That is the worst part of this affliction. The entropy that it causes, and not a thing anyone can do. Oh well, why should I even try anymore.
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