The Universe

The universe hates me.  It is making it awfully difficult for me and my dreams to be in the same place at the same time.  I thought I was on the right track doing all the right things but I guess not.  The powers that be just do not want me to succeed at anything no matter what I do it is never enough.  It’s tough because I hate giving up.  I almost died last time.  Well, that’s being over-dramatic.  I thought me going for my dreams is what I was supposed to be doing.  But it shouldn’t be so difficult.  As in I wish it wasn’t so enormously difficult.  I wish for once my dreams could come easily.  But maybe I am just meant to be a wannabe my whole entire life without ever reaching the sky.