No one said it would be easy…
It seems like life for me only gets harder and harder.
No one understands me. No one gives me any respect.
“Why am I dying to live if I’m just living to die?”
“Why am I trying to give if no one gives me a try?”
To be honest, for the past few weeks, running has been the last thing on my mind.
My mind is way too cluttered and me running can’t possibly solve the problems I have now.
Running can’t get me a job.
Running can’t get me money.
Running can’t get me respect from others.
Running can’t get people to understand me.
I’m just very frustrated with everything that’s been going on in my life.
Please forgive me for being so emo and for sounding like a fool, but I just need to vent or else I’ll blow up one day.
I just don’t know…I don’t know…

