Let me fly.
Let me happy.
Le me relax.
My fucking mind don't let me be myself, don't let me thing straight. In my mind only have a pesimist thinkings, melancolic dreams, broken dreams...
Some people try changes this situation, but... they can't nothing, is my mind, is my problem.
If nothing of my problems be, I don't say this.
Everything be more easy... Why all be so difficult?
I don't chose my way... and this way... isn't easy.