My dear,

Why do you wake up every day to a job you hate?

Why do you not think what you have now is enough to build your dreams on?

Why do you find a new way to hate yourself every day?

Why do you fear taking walking those few forward moving steps?

Why do you hurt so much?

Why do you do this every single day?

Why don’t you do something different?

Falsely yours,
A. Nonymous