My life is not written by me,
that is what i realize slowly growing up
if i cry, it is because of them
if i laugh, it is because of them
i live every moment just because of them
"them" are the people who decide my life
I realize that the people live for the sake of others and not for themselves
and so do they make me live for them as well.
so  many sacrifices, so much unwillingness always stay on my heart,
like the anchor of the giant ship is weighed on my chest alone
Why should i change, why should i sacrifice, why should i loose my interests...
these are the questions that go on and on in my head
but the answer i always get..."if it is for the people you love, then it is for yourself".