Thursday, 11:41 PM, 25-02-10
I didn't get it.
I didn't expect it, but I did want it. I did wish, for once, that it wouldn't be so hard to get what I want. I just wish, for once, I could have what I want without fighting, screaming, sweating, and shedding blood for it. And I thought last year I already worked hard enough for it.
When you work towards something too hard, you become wanting it so much it fucks you up.
I feel a sense of lost.
People my age have moved on. Marriage. Study. Career. I'm stagnated here, where I am.
I miss myself 20. So young, so naive, so ready to take on the world.
Now I just feel so tired, jaded, and all alone.
Will tomorrow ever be a better, easier day?
Will I ever get it?
They say I'm trying too hard. If I didn't try, where would I be?
In the end, I'm just here. Stuck. Lost. Losing my sanity and even the ability to feel sad or to cry.
What would you do, brother?
With regards,
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
A collection of letters for my little brother in the future to navigate life as a young adult
No comments:
Post a Comment