I don't want to even try anymore.

Every time I try, I just feel it's useless.

So, perhaps I'll just let every bit of it fall into its own place.

Maybe I should just stop trying.

Hell, you can't please everyone.

I for sure as hell can't please anyone for that matter.

Everything I do, is flawed.

What is perfection?

Everything I do, is insufficient.

What will suffice?

Will someone please show me?

I don't even blog as much anymore. Have I become such a bore? Have life become so mundane that I don't find anything interesting to talk about? And, all I talk about is work and how I've progressed in work? Perhaps, it's another phase you say. Ain't too sure. I wish things were simple again.

I don't want to even try anymore.

Every time I try, I just feel it's useless.

So, perhaps I'll just let every bit of it fall into its own place.

Maybe I should just stop trying.

Hell, you can't please everyone.

I for sure as hell can't please anyone for that matter.

Everything I do, is flawed.

What is perfection?

Everything I do, is insufficient.

What will suffice?

Will someone please show me?

I don't even blog as much anymore. Have I become such a bore? Have life become so mundane that I don't find anything interesting to talk about? And, all I talk about is work and how I've progressed in work? Perhaps, it's another phase you say. Ain't too sure. I wish things were simple again.