Not perfect, but still good

I don't want a perfect life.

I just want to live.
I said LIVE, not simply exist.

It is so easy to forget what really matters.
To tell the truth, I don't forget.
People want me to forget, and I just don't know why.

They think I am not happy. Or that I should not be happy.

Not right now.

They think I don't have anything.

But I do.

I don't need money, I don't need to drink, I don't need to hook up with every sexy girl I know.

I am okay with who I am. Why aren't they?

Do they know what really makes me happy?

Of course they don't.

They don't want to know me. They just want me to change.

I will not.

I have almost everything I need to have a wonderful (not perfect! I prefer this way!) life.

Do they know what really matters for me? Do they know what really matters for themselves?

I know I don't live my life the way I want to, but.... Do you know why?

Because of them.

Probably you have the same problem as me.

I don't know.

I am really tired of this shit.