How we become so complicated when there’s no chance to reach out.
We become so conflicted by ourselves.
Giving up not always become a bad thing but it is.
Are u yourself an animal or just a dirt from the accrued dust?

Let them be or break them into pieces.
State of your mind also need a rational thinking of way everything starts moving.

I need a compatibility just to breath and not taking actions.
Or surviving is not the goals here.

dots dots dots periods.

Duck paper scissor on the freaking way to **** all your hopes.
No spaces, pounding also not stoping.
Stay sane or no sanity in the first place.