some people leave for a change, some stay to change
Who was i to ever judge what is best?
Who was I to assume I knew better?
Who was I to attempt to change what was never within my means?
Who was I to deny what you wanted?

Maybe all this self proclaim change was never needed in the first place
afterall it is clear I was the one suffering with no fruition
To each his own. for me my flaw. the definition of life/happiness anchors us all
Is the grass truly greener where it rains?

Perhaps it was fate that planted in our minds the thought that we could ever change it.
There is no point in self control and holding back.
In the end, all efforts lead back to the same road.
Disappear

I will be the painter of my story.
To be a villain, a tyrant , or a hero
I will be just me. till then world :)