22 Diaries. Story seventeen

I’m disinterested.
I’m bored.
I’m sad.

I was forced to take a step back. That left me hanging, that left me lost. I thought this chapter was behind me, and yet again, I find myself standing here. On a pile of stained sheets, showing me the faces of my past.

I feel trapped. But the worst part is that I cannot see a way out. I’m in a limbo.

I’m trapped
in my past
in my misery
in my thoughts

Life’s like a labyrinth where all I can see are blank walls with no signs.

My goals are so clear and simple in my head. It’s the world and its humans that make them impossible to achieve.

That makes me realize that my goals are unrealistic, and all what I am is just a daydreamer.

Just drop it and live the life you’ve got, you silly girl. It’s never going to work.