Sigh!

What the heck am I doing with my life?
If I was caught in between a war,

I’m balancing on what’s wrong, and what’s right…

Sigh!

Heavy is my head, with a weighing heart, and
the deepest thoughts.

The stench of failure, I can’t wash off with little successes…

Not to mention;

The pressure I put on myself. “You should be doing something,” when
I’ve done everything. “Why aren’t you like other people your age,” when
I never once fitted in with my pride…

Sigh!

The life of a last born child. Who pretty much was spoiled by the
spoils of being too spoiled.

Am I annoyed…Yes!

Disappointed…Always!

Angry…In the most creative ways!

And ready to throw in the towel…No! I’ve barely broken a sweat.

Am I sad…Yes!

Fearful…losing the directions of steps ahead!

And ready to throw in the towel…No! I’ve barely broken a sweat.

I can’t give up;
I can’t give up yet!