I Had To Live

I used to feel, and this feeling used to heal,
But there was something wrong, there is always something wrong... in yourself.

I sometimes participate in some mysteries of life,
But the fool don't understand the own.
Like i did so many times,
I stepped a place i believed mine,
My own beliefs, my favorite love, weren't different from anyone else's.

And now, what is left in my heart?
If i had to live it all again i would walk just like the same,
I know,
Things changed or the way i used to be?