”You know.. My father once told me, ‘Don’t live for others but for yourself’.”

. .Lucas went quiet as he shifted on the balcony’s railing.. He sighed as his head tilted down, rather in deep thought. You had visits towards him usually every week if you could, As you stood next to him under the stars..

”But I can’t help but want to live for another.. not for myself. In everyone’s life, you’re just a background character walking by for every person. But never Their family, Friend, Lover, kid etc. I just.. I don’t know what to do with my life anymore..”

.Lucas muttered as he ran a hand through his hair.. His eyes closed, as his hands began to tremble quietly.. His lips curled into a frown as he spoke..

”I wish I could Keep calling my Uncle my ‘Father’, when in reality I’m nothing but a burden my dad left behind when I was born for my uncle to keep when he didn’t ask for it..”