I'll never make it this way

I'll never make it as an artist. I lack too much in talent. I'll never make it as a director. I am too introverted. I'll never become rich. I am just too careless. I'll never find love. I have never found companionship thus far. But I never thought I'd make it this far.

Why does my mind wage war against me every time I try to break free? For once in my life, I wish to be alone. For the first time ever, I feel like a real man.

The truth shines brightly within my heart. 

I am happy to suffer more.

I have made it here already.

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