i'm gonna work all out with my clear eyes

anyway, does the problem lie with me or the others. It seems the acceptance of character is ebbing slowly and slowly, given criticism by the others. More disheartening when it emanates from the ones whom i thought understood me. Why am i in this world for? Was my existence ever once accepted and not despised. Should i change for the better and to please others or should i stay for who i am and continue frustrating others with my kiddish attitude, in order not to stay hypocritical.
I guess i've to change for the better since it's so restless and there's not fun to be derived from other moving objects. Whatever it is, my goals are riveted. .

don is gone, yea gone from my soul, heart and mind. i'm satisfied with this liberation..
it was destined and had already been let go