This story is based on my own thought of certain situations
This isn’t really a story but a question of one’s self love who they are meant to be in a kind of way
Am I truly what you make me a worthless depressive dream am i so drawn to my own world i don’t even see your difficulties am in even your friend or your maid . The thoughts the burdens of wanting to be something that will never happen a baseless future with no avail only living by a statement they heard once life is a game to win it you should play it and own it. But giving my own beliefs yes life is a game as you grow you start to face the true meaning of life and how it is split with rich poor and I. The middle how we all have certain paths that always lead to death no matter the circumstances we all have one end and that’s death it a fear to many and an escape to those that need it making what seems far near in a gasp of our own hands we choose how we wanna live as it’s the path we make that determines the outcome
