practicing 4

The choir keeps going on and on and my body starts to get tired. I couldn't remember the last time I had a break from this class.

I don't want to sing anymore. I want to give up and find something else that I might be good at it.

To taste the failure is suck. It was a proof of how bad I am. But also a proof that I may be on to something. I'am drifting around the flow of society while trying to figure who I am. I want to do something but somehow it feels like I cannot give it my all. Maybe I'm afraid of failure and regret because when you've given your heart and sould only to see that it ended in a failure must have felt suck.