Рамазан Рамазан

actually i just woke up one day and decided i did not want to feel like that anymore, or ever again. so i changed. in the morning when i raise my head i gotta good thing, feeling free. life is too short to waste any amount of time on wondering what other people think about me. only yesterday i was no different than them, yet i was saved. i am explaining to you the way of life of people who say every sort of wicked thing about me because i sacrificed their friendship to gain my own soul. i left the dark paths of their duplicity and turned my eyes toward the light where there is happiness, truth and love. the caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but the free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn.