I was shattered with pain I almost forgot the essence of having a happy life. I closed every door for social casualties. I almost forgot how to move my muscles in order to smile. I felt numb. I felt disgrace. All I wanna do is run my money backward and forward. I'm sick and tired of such love stories. I'm Sick and tired of poverty. I'm sick and tired of simplicity. I was fighting for something un official. Maybe for love? For money? For dignity or just for pride. I was hanging between Life and death. I'm a mosquito flying like a sweet butterfly. Or more like a sweet butterfly killing like a mosquito. I was poisoned by his sweat yet craving to drink more from him. I may lived my life fast forward or holding on preview.