with work piling, hours extended way beyond 12 hours, body not recovering from the sniffles and the temperature, with voice been a frustration ,head throbbing, with plans keep changing, with the supposedly plans not working out , with no time on hand, with my dad not being any help, i feel like shit and pretty much alone. i can be calm, calm within the storm. but i just lost my cool. sorry dad.
I think i only know how to be mediocre okay, i dont know how to be happy anymore.
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