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Thingsreallydon'tcomewhenyou'reonthetop.Everythingcomeswhen
you'reatthebottom,physically,mentally,spiritually.Whatwould youdoifsomeoneshootsthebaby,whichyouweremostproudof,tillit's likecrap?Doesthatimplytheideasyouhaveforyourdreamsarealsocrap?AmIsouselessthatwhatevergrandplansIhavepridemyselfonarenothing comparedtoalittlefeatureontheTV?WhyisitthatwhateverIdoalsways seemwrongandwhatevereveryoneelsedoesalwaysseemright?Arethe phobiasofthepastfailures returningtohauntagain?MaybeI'mnotasgreatasIhadhopedafterall. Noonebelievesmeassomeonewho'dachievethatlevelofsuccessI hadhoped.Whowouldhelpmegetupthistimeandreturnmetheconfidence Ihad?Whowouldbelieveinme?WhenwasthelasttimeIhadactuallycried? Idonotknow,butaftertoday,Ido.Whowouldcheermeup?Whoevencares?Whohasthetimetolistentome?Whoevenhastheleastinterestinlistening? Idonotknow,butI'mtoosickandtiredtocare.Iwanttogohome. Mummy,pleasecomeandtakemehome.I'mjustanormalguy.I'mscared. I'muselessandIjustwanttogohome.Goaheadandleavemealone. I'mnothingtoyoucomparedtoeveryoneandeverythingelse.I'mthatone uselessbastardwhodoesn'tmatteredtoyouatall.Iwishyoucouldtell mewhat'shappening?God,tellmewhathaveIdonewrong?I'mlost.I'velost. Totally.I'mofficiallysad.*sobz*='X I'm Sorry. Am speaking gibberish. It's cold. It's raining. I'm sick. Everything hurts. My head. My cheeks. My teeth. And I'm imagining too much. Alone. |
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***Try dragging me and my friends *** =)
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