Things have been stupid lately, there's no point in trying to make sense out of it.

There's two paths for me to choose. No in actual fact alot more, but i shall just stick to this two.
A.) Smart, ambitious.
B.) Cool, artistic.

I could be so many, i could be neither. It's so tough making a choice. Dear You, i have 2 wishes, to have the passion and to be like you. Its difficult being what i always wanted to be, knowing that i may not have the determination anymore.

It feels comforting, to know that there are people out there who feel the same way too. I'm not being sadistic here and hoping people would be as unlucky as me. Nope not that. I'm just not as lonely as before.