And As Ridiculous As It May Sound,

Part Of Me Still Loves. More Of Me Doesn't.

But We Are What We Are, And Humans Will Always Hate.

I Think Of How And Why And What Happened And The Thoughts Come Easily, But The Answers Don't.

I Turn And I Slowly Walk Away And I Don't Look Back. It Has Always Been A Fault Of Mine, But It Is The Way I Am. I Never Look Back. Never.

Not Everyone Who Works Hard Makes Their Dream Come True. You Need Luck And Hard Work And Being In The Right Place At The Right Time But I Still Very Much Believe It's Possible.