Long Time No See
Wednesday, May 4th, 2011 09:47 pmIt's been a month now...hasn't it? Guess it's been a little longer since I've last used this blog.
Ironically, I haven't been writing because I felt bad but also because I felt fine and had nothing to write about.
I don't write unless there's a message worth sharing.
It's just that today I felt a little smaller than I already felt. Sort of the feeling of no matter what I do, the result is still the same...sort of thing. If I tried, the end is bad. If I didn't try, the end is even worse. Is it fate? I can't win against fate, can I? No...no...it's impossible.
But eh...The beginning of this week was the end of last week. It hit me that I needed to do something otherwise I would fail chemistry. I don't want to fail...and yet I still did. The studying...the staying up late at night. My parents didn't like that I stayed up either. My parents don't like that I'm failing chemistry. I can't complete the studying within the set amount of time. Do I just stop and go to sleep? Or do I keep going in order to prepare for chemistry?
Sometimes I feel like I create traps for myself. I do one thing, set one consequence for it. Do another thing, there's another consequence. Or perhaps I just follow the saying, "There's a consequence to everything."
So I guess I screwed up today. I just wanted to explain why I've been feeling sort of down and out of it lately. I don't like feeling like I'm not myself...but really, who am I? I don't like knowing that some people are unsatisfied either. My parents aren't satisfied with my grades. My brother is unsatisfied with his lack of company to play games with. My friends are unsatisfied that I'm not as smart as I used to be. Girlfriend isn't satisfied with the lack of attention. So I feel small and insignificant.
Can't I do anything right? Can't I satisfy someone? Why do I have to feel so small? What am I even here for? I don't have a purpose. I just do what I'm told. A puppet.
Why am I crying? I guess I'm just self pitying. I tend to get like this when I try to do things my way. It's never my way is it?...I can't even say I dislike something or don't want someone to do "that". In the end...it doesn't matter. They still do it. I have no impact. Why do I try?
Why doesn't anybody listen? Why do people say things I don't like? Why do I have to be so defensive regarding people that aren't me?
Is it wrong to protect my family? Is it wrong to say I don't want you to die?
I can't do anything right I guess. Can't get straight A's. Can't say "no" to my parents. Can't even give my bro the playmate he wants. Can't even give my girlfriend the attention and kind words she wants. Can't make anyone happy.
I don't give enough. I guess that makes me even more useless.
What do I even have to offer...? My life makes no sense...
But I've continued living up to now...But only because I try to do what I'm told.
Perhaps my purpose is to just be ordered around like some dog. Or perhaps, in a lighter perspective, my purpose is to finally be able to do something I'm told...
Tell me to jump a cliff...I can't do it.
Tell me to do your homework...I can't do it.
Tell me to draw you something nice...I can't do it.
All a matter of "I can't". It's all in my head...and yet...I feel so bad.
I'm really useless, aren't I?
But there's always someone else who can do it. Even better than my hopeless endeavors.
Why not ask them? Why ask me? Why me?
I'm not important to anyone.
Never will be.
Ironically, I haven't been writing because I felt bad but also because I felt fine and had nothing to write about.
I don't write unless there's a message worth sharing.
It's just that today I felt a little smaller than I already felt. Sort of the feeling of no matter what I do, the result is still the same...sort of thing. If I tried, the end is bad. If I didn't try, the end is even worse. Is it fate? I can't win against fate, can I? No...no...it's impossible.
But eh...The beginning of this week was the end of last week. It hit me that I needed to do something otherwise I would fail chemistry. I don't want to fail...and yet I still did. The studying...the staying up late at night. My parents didn't like that I stayed up either. My parents don't like that I'm failing chemistry. I can't complete the studying within the set amount of time. Do I just stop and go to sleep? Or do I keep going in order to prepare for chemistry?
Sometimes I feel like I create traps for myself. I do one thing, set one consequence for it. Do another thing, there's another consequence. Or perhaps I just follow the saying, "There's a consequence to everything."
So I guess I screwed up today. I just wanted to explain why I've been feeling sort of down and out of it lately. I don't like feeling like I'm not myself...but really, who am I? I don't like knowing that some people are unsatisfied either. My parents aren't satisfied with my grades. My brother is unsatisfied with his lack of company to play games with. My friends are unsatisfied that I'm not as smart as I used to be. Girlfriend isn't satisfied with the lack of attention. So I feel small and insignificant.
Can't I do anything right? Can't I satisfy someone? Why do I have to feel so small? What am I even here for? I don't have a purpose. I just do what I'm told. A puppet.
Why am I crying? I guess I'm just self pitying. I tend to get like this when I try to do things my way. It's never my way is it?...I can't even say I dislike something or don't want someone to do "that". In the end...it doesn't matter. They still do it. I have no impact. Why do I try?
Why doesn't anybody listen? Why do people say things I don't like? Why do I have to be so defensive regarding people that aren't me?
Is it wrong to protect my family? Is it wrong to say I don't want you to die?
I can't do anything right I guess. Can't get straight A's. Can't say "no" to my parents. Can't even give my bro the playmate he wants. Can't even give my girlfriend the attention and kind words she wants. Can't make anyone happy.
I don't give enough. I guess that makes me even more useless.
What do I even have to offer...? My life makes no sense...
But I've continued living up to now...But only because I try to do what I'm told.
Perhaps my purpose is to just be ordered around like some dog. Or perhaps, in a lighter perspective, my purpose is to finally be able to do something I'm told...
Tell me to jump a cliff...I can't do it.
Tell me to do your homework...I can't do it.
Tell me to draw you something nice...I can't do it.
All a matter of "I can't". It's all in my head...and yet...I feel so bad.
I'm really useless, aren't I?
But there's always someone else who can do it. Even better than my hopeless endeavors.
Why not ask them? Why ask me? Why me?
I'm not important to anyone.
Never will be.