…I left this country with the pockets filled with hope and optimism. Somehow all changed and I find myself returning with a bucket of broken dreams and a mind filled with uncertainties. For a while I thought that all the wrong turns of my life had a purpose, that they all were part of a master plan in order to reach what I, for a while, felt at the grasp of my hands. Now, I simply just don’t understand. How many more failures must I go through before I get things right? I’ve lost love, I’ve lost my job, I’ve lost friends, I’ve lost my future and soon I guess I’ll be loosing my car and my home. I’m certainly loosing hope. When will the tide turn? When will things change for the better? Will they ever? How further down the drain must I be dragged in the mud of life before the light shines upon me again? It’s hard when no one wants you… It’s hard to not be wanted.
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