Between I and Me

Gave a life for the world to sold
Dearest people are the ones who gladly took
Whats left for me to hold
It feels like I have got no proportion of myself, as if I dont belong to me

When I want to escape, I wish to fly
The gravity pulls me down by my legs
I know could never reach the sky
Even if I had invisible wings

I was a jester, always entertaining somebody's needs
Completely in the denial of my pain
I was a garden, sometimes my flowers had poisonous seeds
If you touched my thorns, it would make you bleed

Maybe there was no line that linked i and me
 Perhaps wrong parallel happened theoretically
Strings of mine were never destined to be tied probably
Still I dare to dream that someday the hope will smile at me frequently