I blew it. I blew my chance to inspire to the world. It would have been better if I had been a fraud. I've disappointed and brought down the hopes of people who were willing to support me. All this was the cause of fear that buzzed within me like a bee. If I can't fight fear when I face the crowd how I'm I going to inspire to the world.

Well I just got bored with the world. I wish I was living alone peacefully without being hurled. But sometimes I just feel I need someone who would hug me and tell me to take heart. Yet my nature and inabilities would not permit me to have someone who would love and give me her heart.

It looks like I'm a burden to those around me. I can't fight my problems like Bruce Lee. Yes, it's true I suck, I should have been a plantain sucker rather than a human. I always ask myself each and everyday if I was truly born out of a woman. Who I'm I? Someone should tell me why I'm on earth. I guess maybe my characteristics...