I've carried this along the way. It was hard for me knowing that I don't have anyone to share with. But since you are my little buddy, I choose to open up to you than to anyone.
The mistakes I have made don't define me; they are just part of my progress. I recognize what my goals are now. I am positive that I can make it.
I hate you. You may not know this but sooner or later you will. I don't want to see you or be with you because you're spoiling my limelight.
These past few days I have always thought of quitting because there's nothing going on in my way. I feel so depressed because I can't understand a little thing and all I know to stop this is to quit it.
Dear self, I know you're thankful Not only for the blessings you have But also for still standing and fighting Trusting that what you started You will surely finish it.