The weight of the world

It sucks.
You know that feeling you get,like you're not good enough, no matter how hard you try.
It sucks that every time one thing goes right ten go wrong.
It sucks that my father left me and that my sister will never really know him.
It sucks that his girlfriend is a decent person.
It sucks that I have to watch my mother struggle even though she acts as if she's okay.
It sucks that I had to move away from my home town six years ago.
It sucks that my best friend is in a place he doesn't belong.
It sucks that somehow a guy who I don't seem to understand managed to steal my heart.

But mostly it sucks that so many things in my life suck.

Maybe things have to go wrong in order for it to become right.
Maybe Short-term struggles are long-term successes.
Maybe we just have to enjoy things while we can.
And hope for the best...