Failing is one of the most difficult things.
I know I'm not always saint, but I've always tried to do one thing; to help rather than to hurt.
There is this piece of conscience hidden somewhere, that tells me I haven't been so good at doing that lately.
And what hurts me most is, my actions render me useless piece of shit.
I can think, or say, what I want, but I get feeling I don't deserve to be heard.
Am I really complaining just know?
How stupid of me.
People are supposed to complain about me, after all, it's me who fucked up today.
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