Damaged Goods
Have you ever had the feeling that you are damaged goods? Trying to find a place for your self in this perfect world. The feeling that you don’t deserve anything good and when something good does happen well you say.. it was just a fluke. You are in this bloody race and you feel you don’t deserve to be there let alone win.
When you want something in life, reach out and grab it. I left all the realities and reached out, but never could get hold of it. And I have been falling ever since into the dark abyss. The constant rejections make you wary. You’re too scared to want anything because experience tells you probably you wont get it and if you do it will be snatched away from you. I am not a coward. Its just that I don’t take rejections very well. When you put in your heart, everything into it and then the rejection.. well it hurts too much. I tell myself to be brave, to be strong. But for how long? That’s not me. Me is being pissed off like hell, blaming myself for being so stupid, so damn stupid; to even think I had a chance. And that is when you feel you are damaged goods; crooked and broken.
