My mind is weary & I feel empty.
I feel as if my spirit is dying.
My thoughts don’t quit racing and it won’t stop pounding my head.
I can’t seem to live happy almost like I’m being punished.
Everything given to me should make me feel like I have the world at my feet but instead it’s never enough.
Am I suppose to be miserable?
Why can’t I seem to be happy with anything?
This is just one of those late sleepless nights.
Maybe the fact that I don’t have much people to hangout with, I don’t have anything to keep me occupied to make my thoughts ease a bit.
However, maybe I’ll enjoy this alone time getting to know ‘ME’ getting comfortable with being alone and findings things to do.
Whatever my destiny is I know I’ll have the strength to overcome anything in my way.