A nice, enjoyable public holiday i suffer in pain that the world has never seen.
yes freedom is pain. ya im discontented. and yes there is an empty void inside of me. when the world caves in how happy i would be.
like a bird trapped in a cage, im trapped inside my pent up soul. where is freedom when i need it? is anyone out there? can u tell me why i have to walk this road? love and happy are both yuppie words.