MY OWN WORST ENEMY

I’m triying to figure it out, but i can’t. 

The only question that goes in this moment on my mind is, why the hell am i destroying every little thing that surrounds me all the time? there’s no answer, just and emptyness of sorrow and a foolish disagreement with the only person that i can’t argue with, myself. Is a lost cause, a trainwreck in progress fed by an inusual pleasure for the drama.

I’m tired of late apologizes, of new reborns and fake changes, i’m tired of being me. But hey, what can i do? I can’t break up with myself or being far away from me.

There’s nothing to do, i am my own worst enemy, and i have to deal wiht it. 

TL (Tiempo estimado de lectura): 50 segundos