Identities.

The character we ensure in us doesn’t matter anymore,

Only choosing on the ones,

Of what we know that suits the moments.

As it goes by,

Slowly drawing closer as one,

Not recognizing ourselves in the end.

We live our lives in a world we exist in,

Passing each day only hoping for something new.

Have you ever thought, that maybe our lives we have now could be better?
Thus taking the burden to make everything the way it should be.
Our life, friends and family are all that could be included.
Changing ourselves that we know doesn't always work,
If we don't know, what we want or need.