…too much and too little.

I will carry myself out of this chaos, just assure me there is an end.

I can never pick and choose… take whole you.

The spirits of nature that gets silenced by the day becomes lively.

don’t care much, but care very deeply.

… learn ‘trust’ all over again after everything takes its turn to burn.

Mine is ideally broken.

… to fulfill their hunger for fame, wealth, and infinite power.

My young merry soul was unprepared for your vicious soul.

Do you feel the fear I have or are you immune to empathy and it doesn’t matter?

Don’t shut down your emotions because your head said so…

Don’t assume I strive for perfection, I don’t seek it at all.

Some tell me I am an old soul and some tell me I am simply boring.