And the venting starts now.
Sometimes I wonder when everyone will know my story & the things that have happened to me. Sometimes I wonder if my family will ever look back and appretiate me for the things I've done. Sometimes I wonder if my trials will ever come to an end. Sometimes I wonder who are my friends? who can I really trust? Sometimes I hate the fact that everyone in my life has let me down at one time or another. Sometimes I feel weak. Sometimes all I want to do is quit. Sometimes I realize my motivation is nothing.And sometimes, I wonder when my turn will come, when I get to happy like everyone else.
Sometimes I wonder when everyone will know my story & the things that have happened to me. Sometimes I wonder if my family will ever look back and appretiate me for the things I've done. Sometimes I wonder if my trials will ever come to an end. Sometimes I wonder who are my friends? who can I really trust? Sometimes I hate the fact that everyone in my life has let me down at one time or another. Sometimes I feel weak. Sometimes all I want to do is quit. Sometimes I realize my motivation is nothing.And sometimes, I wonder when my turn will come, when I get to happy like everyone else.