the whole world is bouncing like a ball, and I’m waiting for how it will all end, but somehow it will all end.
waiting is frustrating when you have high hopes, and the carousel of feelings spins more and more. although I have learned many times that if you are not needed by yourself, then you are needed by others. and I am not like that now.

it is difficult to expect favor from others, when others are spinning your world in the wrong direction, and although now is a temporary respite, I still feel the desire to make my world better.
i want to run, somewhere far away and never come back, I’m just tired of everything and everything