How Do You Stop An Inevitable Snowball?
How Do You Prevent An Inescapable Disaster?
How Do You Stich Back The Crevasse In My Chest?
How Do You Circumvent From Destroying Yourself?
I don't know what to feel right now, I am but a mind wrought with disaster, longing to be embellished by the fascinations of the world. I am neither at the start nor the end of my journey, I am sorry I cannot live up to your standards I sometimes wished I were older so I could prove myself worthy to live up to everyone's standards and not be looked down upon.
Envy and jeolousy, both are detrimental, but why is it so hard to be what God wants us to be?
I want to be someone that people would look up to, I want to be someone that people wouldn't aviod, I want to be someone that people would admire.
Unfortunately, I don't think that I'm either of these.