How does it work out that no matter how many things are going for someone, they always seem to have problems. I wonder, are these problems even exsistent or materialized in one’s own head. It seems as if even though you might have all these great things in front of you, the greatest thing is always coveted and sought after.
I my self want answers as to why things are never good enough. I have so much potential in front of me but still, I crave more out of life. Why can my mind not rest and be satisfied? I need to know the answer. I want to know the answer. Will I survive wthout the answer? I assume I will, however even this begins to seem unsure.
“Suck it up”, I say to myself. “Move on and be happy.” There are things that must be answered, must be done before I will be happy. I only hope I find these soon. I can not go on like this. I must know. I want to know.