Do i really own something in this world? No ! Yeahh....... I was always fitted into the frames that others have build. They were happy. I pretend to be happy. Do they ask me if am? No ! They don't. A few took some steps to quill my wings of dream. But all wasted. You know why? This world is so selfish. Bursting up my head, throwing up things i just walked away. I was totally pissed off. The lawn was dark and cold. My legs are moving faster than my thoughts. May be habit of hiding. This world is not perfect neither me. I try my self to be perfect for other, but what reality is they really didn't ask me what you are?. End of the day grab a cup of tea and take a nap.