why am i so like me
is this who i ought to be?
should i change or remain the same
can’t life be more like a game?
i try a lot to change who i am
as hard as i try surely i can
but in the midst i just let go
come back to myself,why i don’t know.
can’t i do it someday
make me different but still the same
i have the heart to do what i want
but as hard as i try, change i just can’t.
this life of mine is just so sad
all the changes just makes me mad.
i forget who i was so long ago
why is it life just treats me so?
i had lived this life so full of glee
when o when did it change to misery?
happiness the word i just forget
no smile these days i only fret.
why am i so like me
is this who i ought to be?