Does anything I do mean anything if I cannot find space for me in anyone's life, in anyone's thoughts,in anyone's heart?
What if I am trying hard to love myself and cannot succeed?
What if all the things that is seen, lived, felt, tried, succeeded, lost, loved, disappointed, given, taken, added, changed and planned has no sense?
What if the place you reached after all the way you come, seems nowhere?
For whom are all my victories for??
:sleep: