I’m admiring this life,
but I’m falling behind,
little hopes, from every corner,
numbness attacking, whatever I’m doing,
dreams are crumbled, strolling down the the hill,
I’m trying to become, but life got me so sick,
there is no end, when I’m facing these tricks,
pushing, fighting, screaming, just to stay high,
but why, can’t I be happy for this time,
I don’t have abilities, priorities,
Too messed up to build up a career,
thankyou for sending me this fear,
still I need to fight,
so I can say that I’ve tried….