So, how long has it been? 3 and a half months? Yup, pretty much. And what have I done since my failure? Nothing. I gave up. Apparently. Just like I always do.
I would love to be able to say :"hey, I made it".
It's not that I don't sing. It's just that I don't even try making a bigger step or progressing in the fields of something I love as much as I love my life.
I expected that from myself. The laziness still wins all battles with me. Maybe I'm dumb enough to wait for an opportunity to come to me, not the other way around. I'm missing that strive for greatness.
Maybe some day I might even realise I must make it from scratch myself. And actually do something.
Right now? I'm busy ruining myself...
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Lose Yourself
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