Distracted, broken and stuck… Forgotten, left and wronged. Dull, dark, suffocated and muffled… Scattered, worried… Happy but deprived. Rich of humanity and poor in feelings… Alive laughter and dead with a sense of burial. Close but far, happy but gloomy, dead and promises revive me… I leave but I come back.. I cry without tears as tears swore to not return… I now know what the price of life is. I know the old and the new, the expensive and the cheap. I know how hearts are. Do others feel the taste of fear and broken promises?! Do you feel that your soul is lost like the rainy season watering roses?! Do you feel that your body holds a thousand souls and that each soul has feelings?! Did you feel paranoid? I am your lost spirit, that’s strange! You didn’t recognize me closer? Do I not deserve to be in your hands? I am bored being alone.