Why would someone who wants a perfectly simple life, ended up having a more complicated one than any other people?
The more I try to make things easier the more damage I seemed to do.
The higher my determination to make things work, the faster it all go astray.
Why oh why?
I seem even better in screwing things up than pulling everything together. I can't even get a single thing straight without damaging it beyond repair.
Am I really up for this? Or should I just get it over with? But how?
I'm totally wrecked. I damage myself. Again.