Black and white color my life in gray.
Gray has endless possibilities: gray red, gray blue, gray green. Tobacco is burning and life is leaking.Ash has a bitter taste that we usually know it then we get addicted to it . Just like life: the older we become, the more we get attached to it ...
for that I leave it at the height of flare up .. But why? It's a failure again. The misery will never end!
No one knows the meaning of suffering except those who have tried it
No one can tell you what is the meaning of pain unless they felt it before
No one can tell you about failure as much as someone who has tasted it
Disappointment and failure are the most things that express me right now
After moving to the United States three years ago, I do not really feel that I have achieved anything
Three years were more than enough for me to be on the list of the best Iraqi broadcasters, with the experts' prior appreciation from 2013_2016
It was enough to be one of the most beloved individuals for the public
But now nothing is ever mentioned just the fact that my social life has turned from an effective person with people and society in general,to someone isolated from the world does not want to do anything just want to complete my day at work, which i don't like basically just to go back home and finish my homework
This is the pinnacle of failure and frustration for me
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