Self-Destruction
I feel like the whole world’s weight is on my shoulders.
I wasn’t anticipating to get pushed this hard at this period of my life.
I wasn’t prepared for all of this pressure
And stacks, and stacks, and stacks of work.
All of this frustration is getting to my head,
And for the first time,
I don’t feel confident about accomplishing the goals I set for myself,
And it’s not only that.
I also don’t feel confident for my future as in what I want to do as a career.
I use to see myself as successful no matter what,
But now I’m looking at my future as a blur.
Will I be successful?
Will I be a failure?
I guess I’ll see later on.
I can’t allow myself to self-destruct.
I have to pick myself back up,
And get my shit back together.
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