.: Don't ask me about this. I'm not ready to talk about it.

There's a way to take me to different parts of the city. I would take it if I'd want to see my friends. But then we grew up. So I never saw anyone of them again. In their place I filled with things I thought that I could hold onto. I'm only just a child and I'm not really sure what to do.

"You must speak your life
into existence. This intense is so much more
than just that means
to end of all of this suffering"

Holly Miranda - Waves