IN THE END IS MY BEGINNING
I've had a broken soul, tried to put it back together and watched it fall apart. I started over from the start. It's a bittersweet feeling. To be overwhelmed with emotion to the point of being paralyzed yet liberated at the same time. In a world of contradictions, I stand right in the middle. Here is my vulnerability, because in a world that tries to be so loud and harsh, I would rather keep my quiet and softness.