What if I turn so jaded I can't go back anymore?
What if my wishes don't come true because they are the wrong things to wish?
What if everytime I look at you I see things that I can't have, that you have?
What if I were a rebel, and have things the easy way out?
What if I am contented? What if I never hope and dream so far again? What if I never have children and never build a family? Never hurt any one of them and never give them hope I can't help to fulfil.
What if I wanted people to be honest? What if I didn't want to have any salesman talk anymore? What if I were a boy?
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I can only say:
"Every family has their own story too difficult to recite."
Sunday, July 3, 2011
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