Dec 18 Uneasy

If I die tonite, I die knowing that I tried and I always have. I carry this hope with me, hope that this trying is enough, will be enough someday but right now all this has done is left we feeling uneasy at the end of it all.
I tell myself that I am a dissapointment because nobody else does that for me. I do it in hopes that may be next time I’ll push myself harder and may be I will make it but I have a big doubt. A black hole that swallows me in.

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