Where do things go wrong?
I’m a human, too. A human that is supposed to have feelings and thoughts on its own. I make decisions, too. Only to have them restricted so I cant be like the rest, to simply have freedom.
Why was it this hard to live? What is there to lose? You cant do this, you have to be that. Do they really matter? It is all what makes us human after all. To live, fully. Happily. But why do they make it harder.
Remember those days where I thought it was all right When everything was all wrong. Ran and chased for those that were said to be a peaceful night But the truth is, those were told only to have a dreadful song.
What was the reason? Where do things go wrong? Are we really doing it wrong, “living”? Are we gonna scrape the little bits that is left, that’s “living”? When do we stop this expectations? Can we ever stop this never-ending threats? I don’t know We’ll never know








