FROM A BROKEN HEART!!!
This life is mine, i used to believe, but now i can't live it on my terms.
Who is the owner of this life? God knows.
From birth to death, am I only the care taker of someone else's possesion?
Deprived of the choices to make, I began to look for people like me, and what i found is that I'm not alone.
One is just a puppet.
Some people believe in me, want me to do what i want. But...Some want me to follow the rules, to live my life their way. And...
WHEN I CHOOSE AGAINST THEM,
THEY GET RUDE!
I GO AGAINST THEM,
THEY GET ANGRY!
Is this even fair?? Or is this life even mine?Now i don't want to make discussions, I... I don't want to argue, I have lost my identity, I have tried to be someone else.
Day by day, im falling in my own dept.
But there is still hope left, maybe little, but it's there. I just wanna live, I will fight till end, will make my own destiny.
Because there are my friends always by my side, there are people who still believe in me.
Life is a bloody race, where your each and every decision will develops you and your identity.
WE LIVE IN A TAKE DOWN CULTURE, BUT YOU CAN'T LET IT GET TO YOU, YOU JUST HAVE TO SHAKE IT OFF AND MOVE ON!!!
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