It's not the herbs or pills, it´s your habits.
It's your mind taking over you; that vexes you, and you don't know why you do the things you do...
especially when all they do is hurt the ones you suppocedly love.
And you've always wondered: Am I capable of loving?
And the more you keep the page open, and the more the music plays, the more you long for that which you always push away.
