You...

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You wake up everyday.
Confused at times. Sleepy at others.

You believe in living life, one step at a time.

You feel bad for those who don't have what they should.
You feel bad for yourself too,
Even though you know you have everything you deserve.

You have friends. Fake and real.
You know who hates you and loves you too.

You have a family; people you can relate to.
You consider yourself lucky.

You curse yourself for having the one thing nobody else does.
Even though you know you wanted it as much as them.

You try to please everyone; make everybody happy.
You fail.

You cry when you don't get things.
You don't smile when you do.

You don't try hard to be the hero.
Yet you wouldn't mind being one.

You try to understand people.
You succeed at times; fail at others.

You don't feel you know everything.
You agree to those who feel they do. 

You have a spectrum of emotions.
You hide them all.

You have a deep understanding of this world.
You think you don't. You think right.

You feel you can change this world.
You wish that were true. It is.

You can howl at every little thing.
You know you want to.
Yet, you keep mum.

You want to breakout of the cycle of life.
And live every moment like it were your last.
You kid yourself.

You look at the sky like you want to reach there.
You know you will. If you try. 
You don't.

You always manage to tell yourself things...

If you're a dancer, the world is your stage...
If you're a painter, the world is your canvas...
If you're a musician, the world is your instrument... 

And you know it's all bullshit.
You don't ever have much fun as you want to.
You are never any more hurt than you'd want to be.

You're average, you feel.
Wrong, yet again.

Your life isn't as good as you'd want it to be.
But it is, yours.

Only yours.


X-x-X

Comments (1)

Thanks, chick :)