-stolen-

why does every song seemed sadder than usual?
why does the sun seemed less cheerful?
why does my favourite food seemed tasteless?
how can tears come so easily?
why is it that the same sense of pain kept coming back even though i wanna ignore it so bad?
what happened to my life?

why does every word sting so bad?
every silence slices through me like a knife...

i felt that you have stolen my life
gave me hopes
taught me to chase my dreams
just to take it all away from me
replaced it with fear and bitterness
and now, i am just jaded, wounded...
stolen.