Sometimes we forget, what are we living for
The goals we had,the dreams we shared
Times passed, we were all grown up
Doing things we dunno what we are doing
Just for the sake of living
The dreams we had seemed to be so cold
As we slowly getting old
Limitations that we all had
Responsibilities we have to bear
Life, can we truly live,
Or just life, entangle us that we can't breathe?

How i wish i could just walk away from all these and start all over again, doing things that i want, saying things i shud shuden say. Thats what the rich do. Thats what i called life, but then again, it would be too easy for me. I just wanna be rich. Who dun want to? But thats how life works. Its never easy. Thats where life mould people to be strong, to be tough and most of all, to know how weak you really are.
Run away. Do something. *ROAR*