From the outside you may say that this mind is beautiful.

But my dear, don’t dare to posses this mind for it’s a universe, a world full of explosions, collapses and crazy reactions no human can ever seem to handle…

My dear, believe me, it’s not easy to have the mindset of a “lunatic”.

I’m not insane at all, my dear, it’s just I live in another reality.

You may look into my tired eyes and yet you are able to gaze at my very own universe…

My dear, do you recognize the stars and galaxies behind my eyes?

They are products of infinite struggle, unbearable pressure and pain…

They lighten my way, but they are wisps as well;

Introspection closes the loop; I’m a black hole and yet an entire universe…