I’ve never felt more alone then I do in the moment of my life.

I’m jobless, still single after 4 years and not many friends around and the ones who are, are moving lives

How come its the people who are loyal, loving and and work the hardest and deserve the most, recieve the least.

When is my turn? When do I give up the fight? When do I stop waiting?

When do I get my pot of gold?