confessions of a tired heart

I guess I've finally given up. I admit I was never good enough for your standards. I've to admit I never told you because I did not dare to. I am weak and could never hold a candle to the people you admire. So, I have decided, to not hold on any more for I will never reach the threshold you have set and I shall not try any more. Too tired and too afraid to get hurt again. Too many hurdles, Too many hazards and Too much pain. I shall move on, like how I always does. I'm sorry if I treat you less well after this.