I can be so much more than I already am. I just don't believe in myself. I just don't push hard enough. If procrastination was recognized as a talent, I would be filthy rich. I wake up each morning hoping that today will be the day I will find my purpose in this life. And every night I go to bed disappointed and more confused than the night before. And honestly, the drug abuse is whats really keeping me sane. Whatever it takes to blur the fact that I'm a complete failure. This isn't a harsh evaluation that any doctor can just prescribe placebo happiness too. This is the constant battle that goes on behind the smiling face. So the next time you ask, "Hey how are you doing today?" I truly doubt, you really would like to know.