No one
No one knows how it feels like to have a family member's life on the line.
(And yet somebody can treat it as a joke)
No one knows how it feels like to be FORCED to disappoint 2-3 people in your life.
No one knows how it feels like to be FORCED to break your own promises and convictions.
No one knows how it feels like to have your last few precious days taken away from you.
Everytime Im always giving, never receiving.
Enough is enough. Im empty now, what else do you want?
LOUD camp? Loud indeed. So loud that people are deaf to the cries of another.
Excitement? Indeed. So excited people lose their sensitivity to the feelings of others.
No one knows how it feels like to lay down your life for another person.
No one knows how it feels like to give all you've got to make someone else's dream come true.
Only to realise, "Oh Im sorry to disappoint you, I cant carry on helping you anymore."
Maybe you're used to breaking promises.
Maybe you're used to living for yourself, so that you can have fun.
Im tired of compromising all the time.
3 nights not enough, people want 3 whole days.
One whole week gone.
The week after, gone for 2 years, no idea what will become of me.
If people want a compulsory attendance, why ASK ME IN THE FIRST PLACE?
If people want me to be perfect, then Im sorry, I dont belong here.
(And yet somebody can treat it as a joke)
No one knows how it feels like to be FORCED to disappoint 2-3 people in your life.
No one knows how it feels like to be FORCED to break your own promises and convictions.
No one knows how it feels like to have your last few precious days taken away from you.
Everytime Im always giving, never receiving.
Enough is enough. Im empty now, what else do you want?
LOUD camp? Loud indeed. So loud that people are deaf to the cries of another.
Excitement? Indeed. So excited people lose their sensitivity to the feelings of others.
No one knows how it feels like to lay down your life for another person.
No one knows how it feels like to give all you've got to make someone else's dream come true.
Only to realise, "Oh Im sorry to disappoint you, I cant carry on helping you anymore."
Maybe you're used to breaking promises.
Maybe you're used to living for yourself, so that you can have fun.
Im tired of compromising all the time.
3 nights not enough, people want 3 whole days.
One whole week gone.
The week after, gone for 2 years, no idea what will become of me.
If people want a compulsory attendance, why ASK ME IN THE FIRST PLACE?
If people want me to be perfect, then Im sorry, I dont belong here.
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