Attemps

I am stuck in my own world, Stuck in my own forgotten life.
Where will this confused soul be in a couple of years? On the couch with my kids and lovely wife?
I am a troubled soul… What you broke once, will never be whole.
Life has been hard upon me, upon my body, upon my mind… What have I done to deserve this? I was always kind… Well that is what I use to be… Even while I don’t want it I feel life is slowly changing me…

And then I look at those other people passing by, if I say that I think they don’t know pain, I that would be a lie…
But not as much as I go through… That is a thing I dare to bet on… Let me be, let me be that other person…
But I know I can’t escape my own pain… It is bound to me, it feels like a heavy and ice cold chain…
Pulling me back from ever attempt I make… Let me at least try to be somebody else, for god sake…