Trapped
Trapped
I feel trapped in my own expectations
Or are they just illusions of other's expectations?
I don't even know what is the race for which I'm running so hard..
It couldn't be the race of life, for if it were, it wouldn't have left me scarred
People keep telling me, find your purpose.. follow your passion
But no one ever tells me, what do I do when I'm lost in infinite questions.