life is a goal. that is what's in my mind for as long as live until I found something. it makes me weak. more weaker than any moment in my life. I should have strength like most people do. but I loose my faith on my strength. what is life when you're to weak to do anything. no goal which can driven your blood crazy? that's makes me a zombie or maybe a vampire I've gone so deep into the woods cannot drive back why I can do this to myself? why do I hurt my poor little self? why I can't go back to my old self? struggling and dreaming of things that inspires me? is it because this little distraction? I want to break free. Something holds me down. or Someone. let me be myself again.