Rivers flood down my bare cheeks, The wind howls in my ear but no matter how much I cry no one else will care. No one can help me, there is no one on this world to trust except for me. Me and only me. Sometimes I sit here brooding, why is it no matter what I do nothing goes right? I'm abused, so what? It's not like I can just die without serving a purpose. I was born with great potential and a inner gift. It denies me whenever I want to use it though. That's the problem I have a bucket full of inner intelligence; but no matter how hard I work I don't know if there will ever be a day where I will actually be able to score high on scholarship exam or tests ranked 2 years above me. Yes I have high expectations for myself, but what was the point of having this gift if I couldn't actually pursue it when I needed it most?
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The galaxy speaks to only me
Misterio / SuspensoI'm nameless I'm an innocent being living on this planet, questioning life and why I intend to keep living longer. But something inside me is pondering and feels empty; I know I am put on this world for a purpose but with all the struggles can I re...
