Locating My Position
Discarded
Boy You
Running Bond
Squared Off
Liberty
To Be
Fallacy of...
Failed...
It's Bird...
I Am...
Cracks in the Facade That Exist Beneath a Seemingly Calm Surface
Veil of Emotional Numbness and Detachment
The Sensation of Falling Through Space and Time
The Relentless Echo that Reverberates Without Relief
The Delicate Balance Between Yearning for Hope and Succumbing to Despair
Dancing with Shadows While Seeing Light in The Distance
