You wish you could go back there. To that wonderful place of no worries, no broken dreams, no sadness, hate, or regret. When there was nothing to worry about, and you were basically carefree. All your so called “problems” were in someone else’s hands. Nothing was ever your fault. Now you’re stuck here in this crazy era full of smoke and fog, nothing is clear now. Which way do I turn? What if I make the wrong decision? You can’t get out. You can never go back. You’re stuck here, in this madness, this place of heartbreak and cruelty. The cycle, it never ends. You will fly, than you will fall. If you’re lucky someone catches you, saves you from smashing to the ground, saves you from breaking into million pieces. But that’s just in fairy tales. Your carefree days are just a memory now. You’ll always be collided with problems and sadness. And only for the slightest moments will you be happy; cherish that. And the old days are just a clouded dream in the past that you wish you could relive. Now you’re just stuck here. Stuck here. Stuck here. Stuck here.