This shouldn't be happening. You shouldn't be there. I shouldn't be thinking of you. I shouldn't think I could change everything. Or anything at all. I shouldn't be wondering why things are the way they are. I shouldn't be hoping things would change into something better, or at least the way I wanted them to be in the first place. I shouldn't be wondering why isn't that girl smiling. Or why that man is frowning. Or why that old lady is still working at her prime age. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't think I ever belonged, or never belonged here. I should be floating somewhere around the empty blue sky. I should be somewhere where I believe that I could believe anything at all.
But I am here. And I couldn't change a thing, and believe me when I say I've tried. But it didn't work. It never will, because that's the way it's meant to be. And what's left to be done is to embrace it as it is, and accept the fact that this is reality, not just some unending, somewhat similar nightmares.
