I have been pretty depressed again
But working real hard !!!
I realized I have been thinking too much of what I had gotten into
That I stopped to sleep well and cried over so many things that are painful but petty illogical unlikely causals
I never should have gotten myself into
It’s just that life pretty much determines where we go from where we got up from
I was never really a part of my family
That’s why lately my heart has this aching hole to find like, a home or a family, something like that.
Where do you find Spiderman or say, God?
How do you stay alive when you don’t eventually know where you put all your hard work for is going to go?
See what I mean,
I think too much. I fuck up a lot but Seriously, I have been working so hard been quite paranoid and lately, lonely
Where am I going
Are my dreams still made and ebbed in time?