How can it be that we care so little,
about something as crucial as our dreams?
How can we give them up so easily
and live someoneelse's life in sadness?
How can it be so difficult to be
ourselves, but not to be somebody else?
Why hide from our happiness in shadows,
run to the happiness of someone else
and when finally we reach it try again
with different happiness of someone else
and never find our own happiness
which is the only one that makes us happy?
Life doesn't make sense!
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