The light

I don’t know why so many things are beyond control, that is, no matter how much effort I’ve put in, it’s pointless. It’s not about being pessimistic or not, but the fact of life.

The worst thing is when one doesn’t know his own limit, pressing on everything blindly. He doesn’t get what he really deserves, maybe due to his stupidity.

Sometimes I start to wonder if it worth to try hard, for own self satisfactory or eternal torments, or for someone out there who’s special.

I’m tired. Looking back at the shaggy route I’ve been through all these years, I laughed through sadness and cried through joys, I could have lived happier.

Am I supposed to continue with my perspective of life? How do I move on without guidance?

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