Non la tua vita da vivere

Do you ever fell that some things are really wrong in life. That somehow what you are living does not make sense at all, like in some strange way someone came and stole your dreams, hopes, energy, your mojo and all that made you feel complete in a individual sense.

You’re living someone else’s life. Every piece fells out of place, not matching. You just know, know that you are missing your own life. You feel, you were left in the middle of someone else’s mess, left in chaos to try to fix someone’s life, not yours. A life where everything is made to be broken.