I'm perfectly chasing an illusion.. Finding myself building dreams. Keeping myself away from the cruel anxiety that swallowing my body.. It's like even my soul is far running from me. No, Don't leave me. I just don't want to die like crazy.. 

I need to know more about myself.
What Am I?
Who I really Am?
What on earth I'm doing Here?


I was tired of just existing; I wanted to live. But what was the point in living when there was no life in it?