I feel like every move I make matters.
when and where I go always on my mind.
finding my path and the best way to go down it.
Like a character from the great Gatsby I pretend to be something I’m not.
I think I’m greater than I’m actually that I’m better than the rest of the lot.
Excellence is a goal everyone wants to achieve.
Every failure feels like a dagger in the soul leaving a wound that does not heal.
Making the heart numb instead of feel.
Work till your hungry work till your tired.
Keep trying to get a better job just to get rehired.Without ever getting fulfilled.