I ran as fast as I could...I ran till I was out of the last breath left in me.
By now, every part of me was infuriated and tired of everything happening 'round me...for everything happening to me.
I now had nothing left...I was doomed with this ill-fated life is what I knew...I knew that I had screwed up big time...
But why?
Why was I the one to go through all this, why me, why me only?
Was this a mistake...was my trust a mistake?