remember the past.
live in it. its where I do not exist.

and I wonder why did all those things happen to me.
I, who least deserve it all have to go through it all.
I know I'm not alone but I feel very much like I am.
all the time, I wished it didn't happen.
then maybe we'd be happier.
but then again, we may never be any happier.
its become part of me, this memory.

sorry but I'm never gonna be myself, ever.
because I'm still in someone's shadow.
someone who's not really better than me, but somehow, is better.