Following the herd is easy when you’re constantly connected by little threads.
Sometimes we go too far, and lose the chance for escape.
At least we have the option.
Sometimes it’s best to just say yes or no.
With death comes new life, sometimes in the strangest of forms.
Being placed in what seems like unbreakable boxes.
Sometimes things just get tangled up.
If you can’t dance, jump!
Controlling another under the safety of a disguise.
Sometimes, you’ve got to love yourself.