I am jealous of youth


It started out well I suppose. Until I grew satisfied. Now that was my downfall I suppose. I was satisfied and I was weary and that made me think I had done enough for myself. I am ashamed that I did not work hard enough for the things that I wanted and could have had. After all, they were already in my power. It was the greatest mistake to let it go.

I am getting used to my shoes. They aren’t as comfy as I hoped but they would do.

I have grown fat. I have become lazy and prideful. I have foresaken my friends because I was satisfied. Once you are satisfied there is nothing you feel like you can work towards. And that’s when everything starts to crumble.


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