It's hard to be in a world where you never feel good enough. Where you feel like no matter what you're doing, or where you are, there is always someone naturally better at something than you. It makes it hard to enjoy the little things. It makes everything harder, period. And that sucks because you can go so long and think you're great at something, just to have someone else swoop in and blow you out of the park and you realize that you were never as good as you thought. Or how frustrating, how you just can't do things everyone else seems to be perfectly capable of doing, is. And it makes life hard and I'm sick of it but all I can do is let frustrated tears fall from my eyes every now and again and I hate that, I hate that so much.
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Small Occurrences in a Little Life
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