Pause, unproductive

Perhaps it is raining day
The unwanted thoughts swelling in my mind without realise.
Perhaps i never realise how life can be simple  ?
If everything happen as planed?
Perhaps sometimes..
I am just ..a little bit greed to expect more...
Jumble within confusion ?
As faith seem never happen to believe in myself .
Perhaps i never wanna admit the jealousy when questioned ?
Perhaps i don't know what's wrong ?
Dear heart , talk to me now?