I just wish I knew what I did to deserve this. I wish I knew what I was doing wrong. I wish I knew if there really is nothing for me. If i'm doomed to be just another worker caught in menial labor, at least if I knew that I could die knowing the world would move on easily. I wish I knew why nothing ever works out. I wish I knew what I did to deserve it. I wish I knew there was a god so I could at least ask how I've offended him. I wish I knew why they always leave. I wish I knew why I'm so depressed.
I just wish I knew.
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Thoughts
Short StoryThis is basiclly just a little journal for myself. Sometimes I'll just sit up at night and think. Here's what I think about. (Original picture by me)
