There isn't a goal any more.
There isn't anything to complain about.
There isn't anything to look forward to any more.
Day by day, it is passing by like a mundane and routinely cycle.
Day by day, faced with the same problems and failures.
Day by day, its the same, I'm getting immune to it.
There wasn't a change.
There wasn't courage to make a difference.
There wasn't a dream to begin with.
