Chapter 1
The ground that i stand on would sink deep, and in waters i swim, flooded towards me.The walls that surrounds, fall not away but onto me.
The storms i had to go through, there would always be people that wouldn't help me, but will always be there for the aftermath stories that i tell.At last all that happens to me is for me to face,their existence was never there for me to ease my problems but to share, share and share.
And even if their responses would aid to my troubled mind,it was never enough.i wanted more and people never offered that.
It seemed my problems were never important enough,
and never expressing them seemed a good idea from then.
