walking in the storm. Thinking between ending or getting hurt, the harsh crash of the world easily knocked me down, knocking in front of many people but no one heard. it's okay, wasn't I just amusing myself? high cliffs collapse, high waves, night sky and you are indeed a scary storm that I always treat well. The world is deliberately hurting me, New faces come without warning and time goes on. what comes and goes I welcome, my life is home and the owner is me they are just guests I can't be forced to stay.