No matter how many peoples, events and happenings I surround myself with I can't get rid of this feeling of utter loneliness, or the quake inside when I think of the future. I always wonder, would my life be any different if I’m not stuck in all the mess~ the hands that shovel the dirt get dirty too.. and it take a long time to get it clean..
I seriously hope that luck *if it existed any way* can turn away from the sinking glop hole. Just one chance is all I seek….to prove a place, an existence; a presence of me in this world..
Must do something about it before its too late....A better tomorrow perhaps~
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