I admit and acknowledge that my dreams are dreams.
And my ambition is an ambition
And my destiny is a destiny
And my faith is my faith.
And my soul is a soul
But what I can’t admit and can’t understand
Why my life is not mine.
I feel like someone being led, like some one being controlled.
like someone stifly his voice and hide his tears...
And keep pretenting he is fine and wish invisibly that he will be
