I don’t belong here. I’ve known this since i was a child, but i haven’t done anything about it other than try to find things that i can somehow compromise. But these moments occur where i leave behind my compromised self, my self-taught behaviour to find some fake hapiness, and i feel free , like i can do anything i want, like there is a sweeteness in the air, every colour is so much pretier(no drugs involved). When i leave behind this facade somehow everything makes sense. But these moments dont last long, and i lose my way and forgot this feeling completely. And i get trapped again in this life.