Start asking what have you done for others.

You might not be the star of the show.

You might just shine a little, just enough to light up few centimeters of a radius.

But be there wholeheartedly.

Half-ass job will give you half-ass results.

I am not the nicest person on earth.

I know my heart is not where it should be.

My thoughts are scattered.

My dreams are nothing but dreams.

I still wake up every morning wishing I never did.

I walk around with a smile on my face.

Exude happiness as much as my dysfunctional soul can possibly conjure.

But am I really happy on the inside?

Why do I feel so broken?

Something dark and tragic devours.

A convoluted despair that I cannot unravel.

What could I possibly be doing wrong to feel this way?

Will I ever win this never-ending battle against my own demons?

Or will I succumb to temptations?

If I write again next time, I win.

If I don't, only then we will know...

Start asking what have you done for others.

You might not be the star of the show.

You might just shine a little, just enough to light up few centimeters of a radius.

But be there wholeheartedly.

Half-ass job will give you half-ass results.

I am not the nicest person on earth.

I know my heart is not where it should be.

My thoughts are scattered.

My dreams are nothing but dreams.

I still wake up every morning wishing I never did.

I walk around with a smile on my face.

Exude happiness as much as my dysfunctional soul can possibly conjure.

But am I really happy on the inside?

Why do I feel so broken?

Something dark and tragic devours.

A convoluted despair that I cannot unravel.

What could I possibly be doing wrong to feel this way?

Will I ever win this never-ending battle against my own demons?

Or will I succumb to temptations?

If I write again next time, I win.

If I don't, only then we will know...