Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Cant do anything right

Too early... too late.
Too happy... Too sad.
I dont care about anything... I worry too much.
Work too hard... I dont work hard enough.
Cant defend myself... cant stop talking back.
Im not any fun... I take too many drugs.
You hate me... You love me.

Where do I stand? Im lost.

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