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.