you once asked yourself how you got into this, why you didn't stay back, why you didn't take your first decision.... you don't know how you got here, now all you want to do is get out.
You struggle, you fight the urge to regret and you keep believing in good fate.... buft when you finally snap out of this dark reality... you discover that your true identity.... is EMPTY!!!
You're scared, you freak out.... God what's happening to me!!! you yell at the top of your voice yet no ear to hear you, it's only then that you realize.... that you're all alone, it's just you, and that sound you hear, is every tear that dropped from your eyes to the ground!! you're emptiness, has no voice.
Why look for a reality, that has never existed? If your memories are empty, it's because they're not worth remembering.... you weren't born to tell the tale, no, you were born to live it. because the tale makes more sense... when it has actually existed!
I don't know you, and you don't know me either, but if there's something we have in common... it's that big question inside... you probably hate your life, you've even cursed the you were born once or twice.. but the reality is strict and serious... you alone can fill that hole.
Sharing it wouldn't get solutions, but just a way of advertising your pain. But do you know, that you're only giving it more reasons to remain? life is unfair to you, but it's not like you've been fair to yourself.
in the end it's desame song, a blind audition and non existing judges.... it's not the end of the world, hold on to something, but what if there's nothing to hold on to? ....
then....
hold on to hope.....
_Kadji Mike_
