"...all I have is a heart that's trained to calculate my losses in the end."
Life is hard; nothing could be truer than that. Life is meant to throw you curveballs, and you're supposed to adjust in order to hit it right back, straight out of the park. The complications and hardships are meant to strengthen you. The bad times are supposed to be followed by times of simplicity and happiness. This is the balance that is life...
So why is that all I feel is darkness? Why is it that continuously strike out, day after day? Where is my balance, why is my promised serenity? I want my rainbows and sunshine and saccharine goodness, but apparently I don't deserve that...
I guess all I can do is wait.
