Le petit prince of a nowhere reign

Is a wonderful, wonderful life, so what?

I'd burn everything, I'd burn every single piece of my history, each ticket to ride the life I have used. I'd burn my past. Past.
It's complicated, 'cause -even with 16 years old-, I have not personality. Or that's what I think. If I had one, I'd propably wouldn't cry everytime I read how many letters has that "iloveyou" that you used to write to me. If I had enough personality, I wouldn't care about you, 'cause you don't care about me; and I did forget you, but everytime I remember you, you remember me, I do feel bad, you don't. Is like you were my person, the reason why do I gotta be everyday there smiling.
But I won't be a revel, 'cause actually, I don't know why do I smile each day, but I don't know neither why I'm not sad. I can not be fake, 'cause I don't really know what the true is. The real me.
And everyday I try so hard for something that, in the end, nobody cares about, but you know why? Because I look as I didn't care about their attention. So it's me the problem? I don't know, only I know is that is actually really dificult to live without a why.
Who am I? Why can't I feel good with myself without you all? I live for you, I live because of you, But you don't live because of me. You're not selfish, I'm too good.
Am I good? I don't know it neither!
So I made a choice, I won't think this time, maybe my real me is hide somewhere, and not thinking, he'll be discovered.
My instincs, I wanna be myself, be my complete self.

Take a risk: don't think, not today, not yesterday, not tomorrow.
Just live the moment and forget it when it's time for consecuences.