dream with a dateline

imma angry,imma sad.so much for dreaming of becoming a journalist.so much for getting "great" marks for languages.so much for everything that i can't affort to even dream of.
pot,lets now just bear the weight of the world on your back and take a small steps into what have fated to be in your life.let's slash all dreams,lets face reality.(lets die)
life is a facade,at least for most of us.we see just whats infront of us.i tried,i tried so hard to see whats beyond tt view.but beyond is just too far.unthinkable,unimmaginable,unbearable.

thanks work for keeping me alive.