A wistful sigh escapes my lips as I ponder over the ephemeral nature of existence. No matter who crosses my path, no matter how my life changes drastically. In the end, somehow I find myself standing amidst my own chaos. I feel like I am a prisoner of my own essence, forever bound by the chains of my identity. Yet, I want it the way it is and I can't go back or become something else. Despite everything, I've to stand firmly on my feet even when the life Knocks me down, I'll rise again, supported by the hand of Almighty. The world is just an illusion. I must endure the challenges of this world, knowing everything is temporary, and the true fulfillment lies beyond.