Buried My past selves, in the hopes of finding new meaningful beginnings,
But they all led me to this tragic path of self destruction
Mysterious ways of life left me with mysery of centuries
Empty words ended my will to live.
Now i begun hunting for the ghosts of my own self,
In the hopes of finding answers to my vexed questions
But they all laughed at me asking " why did you swim oceans for the people who wouldn't even cross bridges for you?"
~Manu (10.2.23)
