A story where escapes are rooted down their cores, the urge to find someplace safe-be it literal or figurative. A tale of questions lingering while hiding amidst masses, the surge of feelings and emotions-is it interchangeable or retractable? A piece that tackles how unfair life is for each one, the purge has started-in it names countless heads, dare to try one out? "Nobody will know if it hasn't leaked out, they can't trace a shadow of me if that's the case." Bending the flow along the lines of woe and silver lining; forming the waves and currents with awe that meets along the shore-a matter of being shallow or be it swallow; glitching through the odds against, and even support; reshaping my own life as it adds rapport. "Just like a bubble . . . begone in the blink of an eye, but at least it managed to attain freedom for once all throughout its existence." *Artwork used for the book cover isn't mine and I don't dare to claim as my own, full credit goes to the artist. Please help me find or contact the maker if ever so I can have permission to use his/her work as my cover, thank you!