to stop seeing it. the soul of my world. because if you stop listening for long enough, the voice may go quiet.
questions like this. when i'm asked the abstract question it's hard for me to give a real answer. so i fear an inaccurate answer to a question i can't relate to.
starving.
not being in control
death
now instead, i am afraid that everyone will treat me differently. i'm afraid this moment will end.
feel matter. not having enough time, not being ready to lose my parents, not taking better care of their health for the long run.
