Apology

Dear myself,

 

I’m sorry for making you feeling insecure everytime you didn’t pass any standard.

I’m sorry for making you mentally tired because of unbearable ambition.

I’m sorry for making you looks horrible in every coincidence.

I’m sorry for being lack of preparation.

I’m sorry for pushing you to your limit and saying “I’m limitless”.

I’m sorry… I do really sorry…. Because you missed the romance of being alive.

 

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Yes I’m alive

I live as I believe in, but after being such a cruel person for myself (and might be others)

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