Monologues.

I really tried my best.
I really put in as much effort as I could.
Am I asking for too much?
Are the things I do not good enough?
Maybe.
Why am I always the one in doubt, always the one who gets upset?
It's not fair.

(Sudden enlightenment: I AM THE MOST INSECURE PERSON IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD)

I want to believe it can happen.
I want this to work.
But with each step I take, the future just shifts ten steps away from me.
Tired. Exhausted.