Past Feelings

Drifting through the endless winds

Life seems nothing but empty words

I had hope to find something to keep me grounded to this reality

But it seems all that I found were more reasons to leave 

Become immeresed in my own fantasy.

Does happiness not exist? 

Do they only exist in stories? 

In those romance movies?

How do you know when to let go or not to?

How can I be myself if I know people would not like who I am

I don’t know what to do anymore 

Or who to be

I want to leave this place

To get rid of the pressures and of the stares

To become peaceful and happy.