The confession of an over-thinker.
I find it so hard for myself to have a great huge enthusiasm for something,
even the things I was supposed to be so in love with.
It's like I did try to keep that thing in me,
but I failed to do so.
That feeling of worthlessness strikes my head again, bulls-eyed.
I was lost. I am lost. But hopefully, I will find a way out later on.
Full stop.
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