This world is a suspicious mystery. Getting into a world of reality, would just be my mind. Just to feel like running away all the time. Feeling stuck, wondering around the city alleys.  What does it mean to have a soul? What does it mean for those who are too ignorant to fear? And how can I become one of those? Confusion is a part of the blackhole. But if I could just immerse myself in it. Would I find clarity? The roads I've traveled seemed to be endless. With or without an instrument, I still loose inspiration. Where did I lose my inspiration. Can I see the world in a different light?