Sorry. .

This time won't you save me?
I think it's time I gice up. Or have I already given up?
Is life really planned out from the moment you take your first breath? If it is, is there a reason some of us have a "destiny" to be lost? Are we there to get saved? Or are we here because even if we can't deal with our own problems, we can solve everybody elses? No matter if their problem is the same or more difficult then our own?
What am I worth?
Nothing.
I feel...