Deep in my mind, my right mind... I would like to embrace the world, so it could be slaked with love and security. I would plant flowers everywhere to pacify this lost and lonely world. I would try to make you smile, somehow.
Unfortunately, my upper mind... is beeing wounded by this world so far: misunderstanding, lack of gentleness, lack of acceptance and egotism...
I just stand there... stuck in the middle.
"We all ask for a sheep, and we all receive a box. The question is: what do we do with the box?"