Everything has an end.

How foolish could I be.
How stupid of me,
Somehow,
I kept thinking that this
Friendship.
Could last Forever.
That maybe for once,
Something would last.
 
That we would grow old.
While living our lifes,
Telling stories,
Always close, Always free...

Did I enjoy every moment this time?
Of course.

I will cherish those years we had my friend.
And remember you as you were.

Kappa

Thank you for teaching me to love my country.
Thank you for showing me the value of family.
Thank you for protecting me.
Thank you for being there for me.
Thank you for making me just like you.

Why

Society.

Why do we do this ? 

For what ? 

For who ?

They say the road to success is to persist. Never give up no matter the challenges.
They say that you must have connections, be popular. You must use opportunities, look out for them and be in the right place, the right moment.
To be successful you have to change who you are. Be the kind of person who wins.
You must step on others, the weak, the unlucky, the broken...

You must give up yourself.

But yes, of course, by doing all this, you can become rich and powerful and you can have everything you ever wanted.

Is it really worth it ?

I dream of wastelands. Huge empty forests with no human for miles and miles. Return to the roots. Live and hunt and farm. Everything simple.

Why did I not go yet ? 

Why do I keep trying to conform ? 

Why do I let them change who I am ?