Catching the bus is my destiny?
Today’s world is just so corrupted and I am tired of this. I often find myself asking what it was I did to end up here. What was it that denied me the chance to live life normally? I lost everyone before I was at my lowest, and now that I have no hobbies or passions, I’m aware my wishes and dreams I once had will never be fulfilled, not even halfway. There are times where I try to do what I can to have a little bit of energy, and I think maybe I can get back what was taken from me, but I can’t. I can never get back that time I lost. I can’t get back the naive way I used to think, that there were good people in this world. That there was someone out there for me. It’s not just that I’ve fallen behind, I was always behind. I was never going to do well because people just don’t care about me. They didn’t care then, they don’t care now, they won’t care in the future. I’m too scared at the lack of options/variables. Sure maybe I struggle to open up about myself. Even behind a screen I ...