It has become evident to me that most of my friends or people that brush pass this jaded life of mine...

You either die a hero, or you live longer enough to see yourself become a villain


Someone once told me that life is like a bus ride, there are bound to be people leaving the bus someday. Likewise for my closest ones, after so much have happened I seriously stop holding on to anything or anyone. I realized that if one saw nothing wrong in a situation that they are in, no matter how hard you try to convince them of your existence they will never understand and they will still go with their own way, stubborn, headstrong.

They walk out on you like a Beautiful sunset, a moment you're enjoying its glory and the next thing you know its already night time, Gone.



Golden Cage - The whitest Boy Alive

So you no longer care if there's another day
I guess I have been there, I guess I am there now
You knew what you wanted and you fought so hard
Just to find yourself sitting in a golden cage
In a golden cage

So of course I miss you and miss you bad
But I also felt this way when I was still with you
Yes of course I miss you and miss you bad
But I also felt this way when I was still with you

This city's no longer mine
There's sadness written on every corner
Each lover was made to sign
Now I hear them calling me over and over