Should've put me in a bag where I'd be unknown,
left all alone, but I'm not sad
I would'nt have to wish for things I had.
I would'nt even be mad.
Instead I was forced. forced to live an unhappy life.
One that I didn't ask for.
Life is ambiguous
I still don't understand.
living is a demand, it's not really in your hands.
Now I don't know what to believe.
or even how.
what could even be real?
I wish i could make a deal, so I would'nt have to feel.
Or even live the life I live