Life

I've officially decided that I am one fucked up individual.

Life is throwing so much at me. I don't know how to react, or how I should deal with the cards that are being dealt to me. I have a great life, nothing could be better. Yet, I react so shitty to things, and cause pain to those who I love the most.

I don't know what to do...where's the relief team to come in and save the day?
Why do I have to be such a messed up person?
Why do I exist if all I do is mess up people's lives?
This raises questions as to why God would create me. My purpose I'll serve in this world is so questionable right now...

Yet, Music still remains my escape. Music is my purpose...

Just how do I get it?

And why do I fuck other people's lives up on the way?

They don't deserve it, and I love them so much...