I keep asking myself why?
Why Basil?
Why can\'t you be normal?
Why cant you love like others?
Why can\'t you laugh like others?
Why can\'t you smile like others?
Why can\'t you be free like others?
Why cant you care like others?
Why can\'t you be normal?
But as expected,
No answer
It all used to matter; a million questions
Why can\'t I be her?
Why can\'t I lead?
Why can\'t I have that?
Why can\'t I do this?
I had a lot of wants:
I want friends too
I want a boyfriend too
I want to write a letter too
I want to go out too
I want to laugh too
I want to love too
All my worries went away with the wind
I too had found it but then...
I trusted too much
I laughed too much
I smiled too much
I wanted too much
Desire topped by greed became a driving force
But then it got crumbled down by humanity
At a certain point it all doesn\'t matter anymore
All I want is to be in my little paradise
Its dark but there is a light
Its cold but also cosy
Its lonely but bearable
Why do I keep going back to my dark Paradise?
Why?
Its because no one can hurt me there
I can be my own hero
I can be my own happiness
I can be my own pillar
I can be my own friend
I\'m my end and my beginning
You\'ll ask
I\'ll say its fine
But really.... Is it?