Let me, this not easy.

Let me fly.
Let me happy.
Le me relax.
Let me.
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.