What do I do?
When I have this thoughts?
It's killing me.
Its breaking what I stood for.
These dangerous thoughts.
When will I see the thing I wanted?
Until when will I have to do this?
I chose this.
Right?
But why do I feel this way?
Why do I feel like there's a leash on me?
When my dog is the one who should have it?
When will I?
