The time when i found myself lied between the middle of the field and woke up by hurting myself it resumes me about the hold a grip on the emotion its flowing down..

The motion where i moved away by the circumstances and started to discourage myself for the amusement of others it refined my mind about hold a grip on the emotion its roming around...

The priceless moment when i recognised myself and only discover the worthless me with a burdens of duty reconsider me about the hold a grip on emotion its become heavier...

The ruthless amount of discouragement and independency make me somehow dependent and it just became a professional progressive and i become someone who don't have anything which reminds me about the hold a grip on the emotion which is making me weak...