Moving on from this point of my life. I am battered from a company that I thought real. Once again, I am a failure. I am a loser. I tried to be good to them, but I failed to please them. I tried to be nice, to be a friend who can they count on. Yes, I became one, but they failed to realize that I was.
Moving from a shattered promises. I am wounded by the hurtful reality that I may be never be a good friend to anyone. I can never be appreciated. No one can accept me for who I am. What they are expecting from me is a person I cannot imagine that I can be.
Moving forward away from this part of my life. I want to be free from these feelings. Feelings of neglect, unwanted and not capable to be loved. All my life, I am always been a failure. All I want is to be appreciated for being me and not for what they are expecting me to be.
I love myself. I always want to trust myself. But even me, sometimes refused to do so. I am losing to my self grip. I started to believe on myself lesser and lesser. At times, I refused to believe in my dreams. I want the time to momentarily to stop.
There were times when I consider killing myself. I thought it will end the emptiness within me. But I come to realize that there is greater than death. That is acceptance. I have to accept that fate is moving in my life. I have to accept that this is me, far from what they are expecting what I am.
As the hands of the clock begin to move for my life again, I learned what my true worth is and at last I finally found the corner of my sky. I can now move on….
