I don't know why.. I just feel upset.
I can't seem to stop worrying about things. mmm.. Dunno lah. I can't seem to well, make the right decisions and what not. It's like.. me having to decide just kind of gets to me because I can't seem to get them right. I don't know what to do. So many things seem to be bothering me. I don't really want to let go of them. Sigh. I know the key to all my problems is just to let go and let things be.
I hate committing myself to something only to realise that the commitment will not really pay in the end. I don't know. Maybe it will. Just that so many people come along and sway me on my decision. Sigh. Why? Why is it that I cannot be strong and hold my fort? Make sure that I stand my ground on my decisions and not be swayed. Why can't I like be a weeping willow where wind just comes and sways my branches but everything will still be rooted after the wind has blown. I hate this.
I hate how I lost enthusiasm so easily. I get discouraged. I start off with an idea. Am so damn bloody positive about it. Commit myself to it.. THen my bloody brain runs wild with how many things can go wrong. I irk myself. I really do. I just wish sometimes I were a little more irresponsible than I am now.
I can't seem to stop worrying about things. mmm.. Dunno lah. I can't seem to well, make the right decisions and what not. It's like.. me having to decide just kind of gets to me because I can't seem to get them right. I don't know what to do. So many things seem to be bothering me. I don't really want to let go of them. Sigh. I know the key to all my problems is just to let go and let things be.
I hate committing myself to something only to realise that the commitment will not really pay in the end. I don't know. Maybe it will. Just that so many people come along and sway me on my decision. Sigh. Why? Why is it that I cannot be strong and hold my fort? Make sure that I stand my ground on my decisions and not be swayed. Why can't I like be a weeping willow where wind just comes and sways my branches but everything will still be rooted after the wind has blown. I hate this.
I hate how I lost enthusiasm so easily. I get discouraged. I start off with an idea. Am so damn bloody positive about it. Commit myself to it.. THen my bloody brain runs wild with how many things can go wrong. I irk myself. I really do. I just wish sometimes I were a little more irresponsible than I am now.
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