i used to think its gonna be better, the worst will be over before you know it
but where did all this courage go?
maybe i spent it on the overpriced bags and shoes, or the overheated moments on fridays
i thought love liberates, its just sorrowful and adds on the never ending list of worries
but maybe its better to be out in the jungle on your own
fight the fate until you are too tired to change whatever situation you got yourself into
why but did i let the people closest to me build my prison
today he told me he hated the place where he stayed, he said there are no bars on his window at home
I told him, freedom comes at a price, and not one that a student can ever afford
whoever told us knowledge liberates, are liars
when time sets our mind free, its the world that makes our boundaries.
then love the hurt, so it doesnt hurt no more
and love no one, until time decide not to wash our shadows away
she told me she wanted a room with windows
we can't dream when we can't see the light
don't you dare to shut that only window left in my world.