What do I really want?
For the past few days, this question has been bugging my mind, hence the sleepless nights.
It's a question with no answer, and this started all the problems.
One moment I'm okay, but in a blink of an eye I will suddenly feel like shit as I cried myself in the hopes of eradicating the unpleasant feeling that took a significant space in my already tired heart.
What do I really want?
I don't know.
Fuck, I don't know.
I'm just living every single day trying to survive a life I don't even think worth surviving.
Am I suicidal? Hell, NO.
I'm just tired.
So fucking tired.
I don't feel happy anymore about the things I used to enjoy.
All the efforts and hard work seemed to be useless as I'm haunted by displeased and demotivating reality that no matter how hard I tried to plan my future, nothing works according to what I want.
Is it by design? For me to keep failing?
To keep feeling like I'm never going to achieve what my heart truly desires?
But then again, what is it that I want?
What do I even desire?
Do I really not know what I want?
Or am I just afraid to admit that in the end, there's nothing.
And it scares me.
Not wanting anything...
Not having interest nor desire to do anything...
It's scary.
As if I already lost my fire.
And it brings me back to the question again, like an endless cycle.
What do I really want?
You? What is it that you want?
You're lucky if you have a genuine answer.
As for me, I might have to endure more sleepless nights, hoping that one day, I'll finally have an answer.
A one that doesn't need much thinking, for it'll naturally flow out of my mouth in pride.
P.S. These are my genuine thoughts, not the author Rosie who lives a life in fantasy, but Rosie - a real person struggling to survive just like anyone else.
Despite everything I'm going through right now off wattpad, your support, love, and patience are few things that I treasure.
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