escape the vortex

*actually this is the last part that I wrote. I put it here just to give warning that this is my self reflection and I have to post it to really reflect on myself. I think I have minor OCD.

Why do I feel so misplaced?
Why do I feel so unstable?
This is not just some random post about unstable adolescent freaking out, searching for their true self. No. It’s me, it’s worse.
There is no meaningful achievement I’ve ever gained.
I never made it to be the first in the class.

But..

I always knew there’s some great potential resting in my soul, flowing in my blood, waiting to be awakened, to say it with cliché.

Now I REALLY have to buy that one book I saw earlier at Times.
Ugh it’ll cost me my a**