Identity
I'm not fitting in this world because I'm a mess, but I want to push off against the odds even if the daily routine makes me to flick. As much as I try to paint my ideal self, only sprouts are drawn in the empty frame constantly bleeding out the bitter truth. I fall asleep, and the sky spurs my hopes. As long as I keep pushing forward faithful, only the serene sky will blow over any doubts. Artwork borrowed from: Sophistication | wingheart #pixiv https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/60621845