...and so ensues the ongoing lament
why do I exist
people base their value on their assets, their jobs, their financial muscle, their looks, their charisma, their influence, their popularity, their god...
I know I know, God is my centre and I should find joy and contentment there
maybe its all head knowledge, because my heart is sin, whacked up and full of crap.
I deserve to just die.
sorry.
how can I even be of good, when I don't even believe in myself.
