I am simply strolling along the path of life.
I am unsure of my direction.
That came after the challenges of life hit me.
I cried and then tried to calm myself down.
The road to my destiny appears to be long.
Extremely complicated.
I planned everything.
I planned how I would make money.
I made a plan for survival.
But none of my ambitions came to success.
I even believe that I am cursed.
I began to believe in the witches narrative.
Believing that they really exist.
Do they actually exist?
I used to believe that somebody was after my life.
But I realized,
Life is life.
When the sun beams brightly upon someone,
It does not imply that it will also shine brightly on me.
I accepted my problems.
I compared myself to people who are homeless.
I accepted my suffering.
Maybe this is my fate.
I simply want my difficulties to be over.
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