Sometimes  on the path of our Journey we just stop,calm down,take a deep breath and wonder " how did we get here?!" .
We find ourselves chasing different dreams, ending up with the wrong people,selling our manners and conscience trying desperately to fit in, too occupied to notice that somewhere down the road we stopped being us and with every trauma and obstacle we lose a tiny piece of our heart and soul.

Those tiny pieces define us as brothers,sisters,lovers,friends and most important as humans.A wake up call is what it takes to get us back on the road and sometimes it comes too late where we lost people and things we care about the most.

For some these trauma turn them to the hell good of a person and the change will shock you but for others they just keep roaming hopeless,becoming with no identity for good. In the end good ones turn out well but never happy...