Is it over yet?

I'm tired.

I'm drained.

The patience that I give, not appreciated. The effort that I put in, probably will show later in life, but I'm not satisfied now.

Why are things in life so hard to be satisfied when all you need is just a tiny bit of acknwledgement. Like a father's pat on the head, or just a word of "It's okay".


I'm tired.


Tired of everything. Not just exams, but not sure what is bothering me. I feel as if I'm being stripped naked and people looking at me laughing, I don't know why. This feeling, weird, yet strange and familiar. I feel like an outcast. Cast away from social norms and beliefs, what defines us?


I'm confused. And tired.

But it's over.