All through out the years,everything changed
In my book of life,I discovered a new page
A page that isnt much like a fairytale
But a page that is gray,dull and pale
Everything in that page is causing my life to fail
And in that life,all I wanna do is bail
I want that page to be ripped into tiny little pieces
Cause its making my life harder than it already is
Its not that I want everything to be effortless and easy
But its just that all I ever wanted is to be happy
Yet,the exact opposite is happening and now im living in despair
Does life really needs to be this unfair?
I really wish that page doesnt exist
But that will never happen even if I insist
Its destined to happen,it cannot be changed
My book of life is already arranged
From being a fairytale it became a tragic story
The life that I wanted is now just a fantasy
And now I should face whats coming to me
In other words my reality.
