Suffering of Destruction

Be a good boy
Try a little harder
And make me proud.

Shattered states sometimes give you stateless motions. The least I can do is keep quite and enjoy the status. I don’t count the countless pieces of broken dreams, because it might block the sunrays into your world. Similarly I don’t keep account of the cradle of lost kites; tomorrow they might take the shape of clouds and rain perpetually.

Yeah, I am always high, but grounded.