I doubt in every word I wrote.
I doubt in myself, in my thoughts.

They say,
To write a book is to see the hidden beauty behind the souls.

But blindness took a part of me
And the souls crave to be free

The day I decided to write, is the day I realized how much things I lost. I was trying to be me looking for something unique.

, but in the end
I’m a writer looking for nothing.