Escape

Starting over seem like what I need the most right. But fooled, face-slaped, back-stabed and close to heart-broken i find no place for me in this set of circumstances. If im getting what I deserve, then there must have been something in my past i forgot i did. convenient amnesia. And as much as i want to sit feel sorry for myself, i know i must proudly move on. don't know exactly what to be proud of... but God, please keep the fools away from me. They are ripping me piece by piece..

New assignment: a) find balance, b) find purpose.
c) change.