Same mornings, same evenings
Walking my dog, same buildings
I get tired, of doing the same things
I wonder what this life really is?
Is it maybe because I have dont have a group of friends
I plan to go watch a film on my own
No one to hold, just my pet alone
I'm on vacation yet I dont feel free
Im still attached of all the things I could be
I wonder if traveling is it
I wonder when Il be happy for real
I heard my sister say that life is a gift
But my life feels like a burden
It really feels so unreal
At this age, I dont know who Im suppose to be
Or what character I should play for this scene
Wonder about everyone else, and If they feel the same way
Im just bothered by my ways
And by my head
Mar 27, 2025
Mar 27, 2025 at 10:07 PM UTC
Same mornings, same evenings
Walking my dog, same buildings
I get tired, of doing the same things
I wonder what this life really is?
Is it maybe because I have dont have a group of friends
I plan to go watch a film on my own
No one to hold, just my pet alone
I'm on vacation yet I dont feel free
Im still attached of all the things I could be
I wonder if traveling is it
I wonder when Il be happy for real
I heard my sister say that life is a gift
But my life feels like a burden
It really feels so unreal
At this age, I dont know who Im suppose to be
Or what character I should play for this scene
Wonder about everyone else, and If they feel the same way
Im just bothered by my ways
And by my head
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