Well, there is that door in my head. It traps me in a tiny room. Even if I don’t like this place too much I’m not able to open that freaking door to step out. Wanna know why? I’m scared.
At least these guys in front of the door said that to me. They introduced themselves as “THOUGHTS”. I have known them since my childhood. Eventually we became friends and together we formed a gang called “FEAR”. True that, the name is a bit weird...
The rest of the gang is not doing well when I get closer to that mysterious door. They will always find arguments so that I don't leave this room. Telling me, it's dangerous on the other side, after all, I could get hurt. I think they just love my presence. We...