Why are people so annoying sometimes? Or is it my problem?
Why can’t I appreciate the world more?
When will I be happy with myself?
I need to answer these questions.
I feel so little right now. What part do I play in this world? Is it enough that I change people’s lifes by briefly passing through their timelines? Must I be happy? What makes me happy?
Being succesfull did not make me happy. Being respected did not make me happy. Is it really only sunny days that actually make me feel like I’m alive?
Like a butterfly.
