There's a version of me somewhere in my imagination who has done everything I've ever dreamed of, and I can't help but feel sorry for the distance between us.
I'm full of promises which I can't keep, words which I can't speak, ambitions which I can't fulfill, dreams which I can't chase, success which I can't achieve, happiness which I can't seem to receive, thoughts which I can't express, and fears which I can't suppress