August 10, 2004
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How dare I. How dare I even bother writing what I wrote. It is not all about me. How can I dare even writing what I write when I see in writing what it is that I do to others? Or what they are going through and need? And still, I sit here, angry with myself. Still, through it all, self-centered. I try, but fail. I need to try harder. I fear I will fail again. But still I sit here, wondering how I can be better. Forget me, worry about them.
Someday...if only...someday...
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