despair
I told myself i could be a dancer. But I'm not that good at dancing. And i might just end up quitting it anyway. I can already see my tulle and tutu dreams fade away.
I told myself i could be a writer. But I'm not that good at writing. And people don't read anyway. What's more, i'm not regular enough.
I told myself i could be a singer. But I'm not that good at singing. And i just enjoy singing like a fool anyway. And i'm just a weak moaner.
I told myself i could be a teacher. But I'm not that good at teaching. And my grades aren't following anyway.
I told myself i could be an artist. But I'm not that good a creating stuff. And even I don't believe in myself anyway.
I told myself i could be a friend. But I'm not that kind and loved. In the end, everyone is leaving me anyway.
I told myself i could be nothing. But I'm not that strong. Not enough to disappear.
I told myself i should just shut up. And that's what I'll keep doing.
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