I feel good. I shouldn't, I think.
What can I say? I can't tell what I'm destined for in life, though I guess destiny doesn't really play a part.
I felt normal, again... like for once, I wasn't worried about myself, my future, exposing some part of my life that I struggle so hard to keep hidden. It was a relief.
Is it unhealthy? Am I taking this in the wrong direction or turning it into something that shouldn't be?
This is so cliche. And deep down, I know that I'm not worth it. It's not a weird lack of self-confidence or something-- for real. I know it doesn't sound convincing or anything, but it doesn't bother me. It's just what it is...
It's just what it is.
I don't know what I deserve in life.
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