I look at you and you look so free,
Much freer than I ever could be,
I don't know why; what's the reason,
They make me feel as if I am in a prison.

But I know that your life isn't perfect,
It also has some memories which you regret,
The pain that you feel makes you nothing but weak,
They don't want to see your resolve creak.

Behind the strong facade, I can see...