I took a path that everyone told me and forced me to.
but when can I walk the path I want to walk to.
I'm finnaly free after my 16 birthday , I walk the path I want to but it seems that the path I took is more damaging than the one I took before.
I changed my path again but I missed up, then I took a different path but again I missed up, I missed up again and again.
I'm now in my death bed.
thinking about the path I took.
tears fall down my eyes.
"I regret it all"
I close my eyes and open them again, I close my eyes but I can't open it anymore.
I only see darkness.
"how cute my brother is"
I heard a voice, I turned around and was shock to what I'm seeing.
my family surround a baby in a crib.
scene of my childhood to getting old are passing right in front of me.
I realize my mistake.
the path everyone want me to walk are for my own good but that time I only think about freedom and the path I want to walk and I didn't realize that since I was a child I'm free.
my consciousness slowly fade.
I open my eyes.
I look at my hand, my tiny hand.
'bah!!' I let out a cute sound.
"how cute isn't he dear"
"yes"
'i hope this life I make a right choice' I think but it seems like my memory are slowly fading.
