I can't say anything.

You say this and that.
You say it as if you have the perfect life.
You say it as if everything is just fucking dandy.
And I can't say anything.
I can't judge you.
I don't know where you are.
I don't know what you do.
I don't know the life you live.
I can't judge the words you send to me.
But I'll wait.
I'll wait for the catch to your "perfect" life.