Sometimes, not just sometimes but most of the time I imagine living in my own little world. An imagination with the very thought of you, living in a dream. I bet you knew it already, that somehow it might give you hope and spirit but it never will. Sad but beautiful, simple yet meaningful.
However, right now I just keep running in circles that never end, it was a matter of time and it'll never look back. Hiding in that circle and keep spinning, with all the bitterness that would always torturing me. There's nothing I want but Freedom, bring passion into life and live in that imagination, but again life is too damn cruel to make it right. In my mind, it seems so easy to build my dream and fill it with endless happiness. Empty sky, warm subtle afternoon, snowfflakes, and a selfish me.
I could be him, I could be her, I could be the star and I could be invisible. But the fact no one cares, no one sees, and no one there. The clock is ticking and i am still here and alone. No one promises you that life would be much better and easier, but for God sakes it's our life and we can't make it our own. Being dependent or not still won't make any difference. Your capabilities had never enough to make them happy and being ignorance is pointless.
Yes, I am angry Yes, I am jealous and my hearts are drowned with tears. And deep down, I know that i wish something that impossible or won't happen any time soon.
I still remember the day when you say if life is a joke. And we laugh about the life that becoming so easy and lame. Going once, going twice and here's come the real life that i wish it was a joke.
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