23. Matrix
I am not going to be happy.
I am not going to feel deserved, even when they say I'm worth it. (Not me but you know those silly posts of so-called positive attitude that annoys the crap out of you, that says that 'You are worth it.' )
I am not going to be able to fit in.
I am not going to stand out.
Gosh, I just wish this world was a Matrix.
But then, what if it is a matrix?
It will still be me making decisions.
It will be up to me to decide whether to jump across buildings or not.
And I will myself to cross the peril.
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