I've been through something that made me love solitude the most. I've seen my most mattered ones getting lonely, depressed and broken. I've known the pain of losing someone who mattered most for people around you. I've seen people changing colours not because they were wrong but because my time wasn't right. It's not the people who change but the time who shows the real side of them. I've seen my childhood lost somewhere I can barely return to. And now I'm at the end of my teenage already feeling like 60. But it's fine cuz' I'm still surviving and trying to make this survival more like life.