摘要

We all are uneasy for whatever reasons and is afraid for the future.

What we’ll become, what our life will become.

How all things will transform into different shapes, and at some point and we simply cannot stop it because that is life.

We are humans but are we really self conscious?

What is life? 

How do we define our selfs? 

There are too many ways to describe the life you’re having. Your own personal reality, and so I wanted to express the angst inside me on a piece of paper