It's another weekend... I looked into the sky earlier on... I started to wonder why am I still around... I mean why am I out in this world in the first place? I am simply hopeless... I can't seem to do anything well... I don't seem to achieve anything great... I am not what other think I am... I always sense that struggle within me.. I am too tired to move on...

Suddenly I smelled something sweet... it refreshed me... I wondered what was that... I just felt so different after that... I started questioning myself, "Am I not hopeless but TOO hopefully, wish for only perfection, fear of failure?" It's not that I can't do anything well but I am too greedy and I am expecting something more... It's not I have not achieved something great but the fact is I had already achieved something great and I am just not satisfied...