Broken Strings...

People...change. And one day you find yourself stuck somewhere in the middle, between who you've been and what you've become, struggling to settle your carefree past with your painful present. Just fighting with yourself, really. Painfully, continuously, hopelessly. You hate those demons in your head, but mostly you loathe yourself, for it is you the only monster in the room.

And there you are now, wondering how in hell did we get to this point, to the point of no return. Deep down you already know the answer. What always happens...life. And all we can do is keep breathing..