Boring Hateful Life
Hateful of where I am. The place I once enjoy is never the same anymore. Where is the once so motivated me…oh-so-looking-forward to another day’s work, eager to learn, to meet people, ready to conquer the challenges put forth to me, to scale greater heights and deeper depths?
I miss that me so much.
Things have changed. For better or for worse, god knows.
The air is plagued with lies, uncertainties, fear, hypocrisy, false hope, scrutiny and what-have-you-s. You name it, they have it. This is not something I signed myself up for.
Let me find back my good old self. All I ask for is: a chance.
I miss that me so much.
Things have changed. For better or for worse, god knows.
The air is plagued with lies, uncertainties, fear, hypocrisy, false hope, scrutiny and what-have-you-s. You name it, they have it. This is not something I signed myself up for.
Let me find back my good old self. All I ask for is: a chance.


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