Is it because I was trying too hard, or I was trying my best in the wrong way? I didn't know what was going on anymore. To be honest, I'm still scared to try my best, and I cut corners where I can. I'm afraid of getting hurt by trying too hard. It's sad, right? But I never thought that the day would come when I would suppress my willingness to do my best at something. I never chose to not do my best. It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Life's Punchline/ Konto Ga Hajimaru












