Once again I'm all on my own...I guess I'm old enough now to carry all these on my shoulders and accept all that is(sometimes I used to wonder why God gave me wide shoulders)...I blame me for being shy and simple, while that's the least childhood scar I carry with me along to these years...some certian traps in life, you can never get away from, no matter how positive and optimistic you are, things won't get any better...I always struggled to be the cause only to remember I'm still the effect of all these years f silence...

I know what I'm not but who I really am? I'm way different than "me" in my imaginations,
I'm tired already and I have only come this far...I want to believe someday I'm gonna wake up,free from all the roots and limitations but stranded like a sinking ship that no one sees the flames, whispering SOS...like a diving bell...with buterflies