Oh little mind you know so much yet so little. There is so much more left for your concern and little consent of what the world has to offer. So curious; alive but not awaken, broken down not nearly shaken. So much left to say and do, I just wish it didn't revolve around you. All the more things we are hurt by give us all the more reason to be stronger. All the more things we hold onto give us all the more reason to let go.