underestimatedme
I wish that I was strong. As it is, I am very weak. Weak in the mind, weak in the body, weak in personality. Wouldn't it be great to be strong? To conquer, to dominate? I wish that I could, but sadly I can't. I'm not strong. I never will be.
Old and new. Tables. Rows of them. They looked sad in a way. I don't know how. Perhaps because they knew that sitting there was all they do. Then I realize that's all I do. Sad, Indeed. I wish things were different, but obviously they're not.
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