L A V I E

Nothing has changed. Ever since. The crowds are new. People come and go, yet nothing has changed. It's still the same problem, same issues with same faces.

Sometimes I wished I am someone, I wish I live in a different place facing different situations. I’m sick of telling my self that I was born for this. I’m sick of hearing the excuse that this was given to me because I am capable and strong enough. Now all I want to do is to scream. I really am tired.

If a genie would appear right in front of me now, I would ask him to take me to a place where no one knows me. Away from everybody, away from anyone. I just want to have a real life.