Why am I even doing this?
Why do I bother working for something I don't really see the feasibility of succeeding in?
Why can't I just settle in and start thinking of things that matters the most? Because I know, this isn't the ultimate thing that matters for me.
Am I really going to be satisfied, looking back?
Will I ever going to be satisfied, at all?
Why can't I just be content with I have?
Why must I push myself for more and more (and more)?
Because being ordinary is unacceptable.
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