straight out from the black-hall

get backed my life but

it’s back to the very beginning.

lost of identity is what i scared most.

it happens surely because i start it over.

the fact is my identity can’t build on any axis.

is it a lock of something?

can i open it??

i’m just a concept.

feel like a chameleon.

because i can only touch the concept

and i i

can’t feel it or be it.

Surely that’s who i am,

Am i Who i am?

but that’s over

i’m all good

i’m out of it.

i’m out of everything.

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