Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

When people ask you, what do you want in life?

The most cliche thing they're gonna say is get married, have a family, be famous and be successful in life.

But if you ask me, all I want is happiness, not temporary hapiness but true happiness.

I don't want happiness that comes from pills, or even vices.

I don't want to find happiness from material things, because hapiness can't be measured by the amount of material things you have. Material happiness gives you temporary happiness. You cannot sustain this happiness' cause, one way or another, material wealth will disappear.

I feel like I've been **** in a blackhole, and all I can see is darkness...

I can't escape from this emptiness.

I feel so lost.


I want to feel safe.

I want to feel accepted.

I want to feel that I'm enough.

I want to feel complete

I want to feel loved....

But I wonder, does this kind of happiness exist?

Does true happiness even exist in this world? In a world I still don't understand.

Hello Mr.Law nice to meet you
I can only assume what you plan to do
Fill your palace with another criminal
An outweighed sentence and your sympathy minimal

Haha! But look at this I've got money this time!
The representation of wealth and greed is sublime
Prestige on my side and there goes your jurisdiction
So, You grant me diversion to heal my minds affliction?

Fancy be and fancy sells - I'm content with this fine
To be told what I've learned through all the signs
A psychiatric assessment to tell me i'm me
Mental illness is just humanity can't you see?

Thanks for the counselling I've learned oh so much
A man is what he is and you have told me as such
Individuality is a sickness and needs to be medicated
The soul who lacks conformity needs to be domesticated

When all that glitters is not gold
And valleys mist your open eyes
Call me , for my own magic wings
Can fly you to clearer sunnier skies

If the black dog is again on your back
And all you feel is the darkest grey
Call me ,for my own magic heart
Can beat your fears , calm your day

When your sense of perception
Has hidden all that you you've got
Call me , for my own magic eyes
Will show you all that you've forgot

When your days are  never-ending
And your  nights are hard sharp steel
Call me ,for my own magic angel
Tender love for you is all I feel