thousands

In moments like this, a thousand of things cross my mind.
cause I, even I find myself weird.
Even I detest myself.

When i ask myself "why has everything come to this?"
I know I won't ever know.
Why i wait till i start screwing up before doing my work.
Why i start screwing up after a success.
Why happiness never fills me ever.
Why i have yet to find back a friend who values me as much as i would value him/her

So many things to be obsessed with, so little time!
Why has it come down to this?
My thoughts are clashing like a chain reaction.
And soon i know the fabrics of my feeble mind won't comprehend them further.
Who is worthy, who is able?

None.
And i thought i wanted to be more positive.