Life sentence

And I keep writing, keep singing, keep trying to feel what I pretend...

Try to feel everything's ok, try to forget those things I cannot have and I cannot live without, try to believe in myself and not questioning my every movement...though they always seem to be wrong...

I try... and I might fool the whole world... but I can't fool myself, I'm not that good...'cuz if I were then I would have convinced myself long time ago I'm not dead inside and that I still have a shot to actually be everything I wish to be in this pathetic life...

But I'll keep on trying...and as stupid as it may sound I'll try because it's all I have left... maybe I'm good enough or I will be, that's not up to me to decide it... but at least I won't stop and let my world fall apart while I watch crowled in a corner...I rather crash and burn like a shooting star....still death as an end to it, not as a coward but with fire and passion...