A wish 2.

I'm getting to the point where am SICK of letting people walk all over me. "What happened to me?", "what's going on with my ass?" Theses are the two common questions that I ask myself lately. However, it's time to get myself together. I'm tired of listening to people who tries to get me corrected. I'm sorry that I didn't express myself correctly, or even tried to hide my feelings. By God if you can let me get my shit together? Furthermore, there are future plans are ahead and I'm left with no choices other than going forward as usual. To the world: whether you're ready or not, I'm going. It's up to you to catch me.