I’m back here again. What am I doing? What are you doing? Why am I still fighting when it could be all for nothing? Is this self-sabotage?
I don’t know anything anymore. Who am I? Who are you?
Maybe once more, I’ll give it a go. Believe me when I say, this is it.
I’m not a genie. Although, if I was, what difference would it make? Nothing would be meaningful if it was simply just a wish-granted.
Maybe that’s what just what I tell myself.
“It’s worth it because it isn’t easy, it’s hard work, we know that some of the best things in life come free to us. But what about the things we work so damn hard for? Those are just as good, if not, better.” Or do i convince myself so – is this self-sabotage?
Now, I leave it in your hands. This isn’t going to be self-sabotage. If it’s anything, it’ll be you-sabotage.
