In the labyrinth of my being, I am a mystery veiled in enigma, a riddle waiting to be unraveled. You yearn to understand me, to decipher the intricacies of my soul, yet the depths of my essence elude your grasp. You wonder how I tick, what ignites the fire within me, and what casts me deeper into the shadows of my own existence. I am a universe unto myself, confined within the walls of my own complexity. I do not seek for others to breach these barriers or to offer sympathy for the intricacies that define me. Instead, I long … Continue reading Just listen to me …