I asked what is mine
What is mine is mine, and I asked what is mine. Why I can't even understand the troubling is with me everytime, some people are like a thorn, they Always make me feel I'm the one the mistake, I'm just doing my work, I'm just asking what is mine, I didn't ask beyond, the pain is reflecting me back.
It's so easy to judge, when the fault is themselves. Isn't it this Is too much to receive this suffering for this petty issue.
I'm not even this type of person delivering bad actions to others while my work is in a process but kindness is what these people don't deserve . No matter how many times I try to make it easier and be nicer, multiple times they would make me feel disappointment and frustrated because of constantly hitting with the same worthless deeds.
After everything I try to put effort into, I'm going through some heavy shit....
It's so easy to judge, when the fault is themselves. Isn't it this Is too much to receive this suffering for this petty issue.
I'm not even this type of person delivering bad actions to others while my work is in a process but kindness is what these people don't deserve . No matter how many times I try to make it easier and be nicer, multiple times they would make me feel disappointment and frustrated because of constantly hitting with the same worthless deeds.
After everything I try to put effort into, I'm going through some heavy shit....