Take a good look at me. I am stuck and I just want to sit here and watch everything stay the way they are as I am. I am stagnant, not going anywhere anytime; a permanent passenger of time waiting for life to betray me.
I don't want to feel and be felt so I blend in the cradle of silence, so do not find me since silence is nowhere. Everything must pass by in their own special way, however special I do not care, as long as everything leaves me unscathed and pure.