When i look out of my window,i expect to see the hues of humanity;instead what reaches my nose is stink of misery...how helpless i feel,how abandoned it seems at times....i turn and pretend to b dreaming.The days haunt me,the night scares me....i know not where to belong,i feel empty....and then i feel i'm no one...i i am nothing,i am a vision,a reflection created by destiny.....a mere puppet with no motivation,no destination,with no insight....only bound with the illogical sentiment of love....that makes my life more bearable....yet more difficult ...more dangerous...........

for me