I am on the verge of bursting out. The burden of the regrets of the past and some mistakes which provided no opportunity to me to correct them constantly haunt my mind. Music holds the threads of sanity within me together and intact. All around me are loads of frustration. Each person I see passes off their lack of hope and drive to whoever they meet, as if getting rid of an infectious disease by getting others infected and troubling them.
It’s all a mess,
a state of unrest.
All try to give their best
because they know about the survival of the fittest.