Strength Without Agility Is A Mere Mass.

For Valuing Your Own Suffering Sets On It The Gold Of A Sun Of Pride. Suffering A Lot Can Originate The Illusion Of Being The Chosen Of Pain.

Who Am I To Myself? Just A Feeling Of Mine.

It Is Noble To Be Shy, Illustrious Not To Know How To Act, Great Not To Have A Gift For Living.

I Wasn’t Meant For Reality, But Life Came And Found Me.

Should I Be What I Think? But I Think About Being So Many Things!