How did I get here? This new fashion of life. When did everything become this way. I feel…. miserable here.
We thought everything would be better. They told us it would be and everything is, to them atleast. Life just isn’t the same for me.
Why am I the odd one out? This new world isn’t like the stories grandpa used to tell, Nothing like it at all.
There’s no bar fights and genuine woman like m...