Like most, there isn't alot of people involved in my life. I spend most of my time alone wishing for different things; happiness, success, independence. For most of my life these things have eluded me. I am getting tired. And the sad part of it is, that i am only 30. Soon to be celebrating 31. Celebrating isn't the word. Depressing is more like it. I haven't looked forward to a birthday in over a decade. To me it's one year closer to death. And it scares me.
I pray to be happy one day because I am tired of misery.
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