Never
Everyday I’ve felt like I’ve given up something for someone else. It didn’t matter how strong or weak I was or what I was giving up whether it was my heart, my desires or my soul. I gave it all up just to make everyone else happy. Just so that there lives could be one step easier. I gave it all up. I forced myself to adapt to the things that I had given up to. There was nothing else for me to do. Either way it didn’t matter what I was feeling. What my heart was feeling. As long as I made them proud that’s all that mattered. It didn’t matter what all other hard work that I had given in. It didn’t matter how my heart felt. It seemed that every time I got a moment or a chance at happiness, there would always be that dark cloud hovering above me. I was never given a chance and it seems I never will.