There is only so much one can do, breathing takes up most of your time and energy and whatever is left is spent trying to live.

Aint it ironical, we spend it all, on being what we never thought we would be.?

We end up being what we never wanted to be?

We end up living a life that aint ours

We end up being a far cry from the dreams we had set aside for us

We end up…

Being the we, we never thought we could ever be!