I'm gone. I'm lost. Flailing in the air as I fall eternally. What do they think? How will they decide? What am I supposed to believe? I'm lost. Part of me wants to cry, but the other part knows I might not have to. Can't they see? It's different. They can't understand, because they don't have what I have. I did nothing wrong. I did something wrong. Damn the feelings. Damn the uncertainty. Damn the inconsistencies. I'm just not good enought I guess. Am I destined to fail? Does destiny exist? It hurts. I'm crying because I choose to. Is this really worth it? Yes.
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