I used to have the ability to shut myself from the world and diffuse into my notes. Then I'll forget the time, forget even my name.
Of late I can't.
Maybe it's the severity.
I cannot take this.

Recently I start to question.
Is the the end, or the beginning of the end.
In actual fact, it doesn't matter.
Because knowledge wouldn't prevent.
But I am also human.
I've a nose, two hands, feet and ears, like you.
And I need to know the extent of my wound.




My mind wonders in math.
Maybe it's too boring.
And once my confidence is gone, I can't do anything.






Aye, I've so much to tell you.
So is it wise, to keep things like this