I'm busily walking on an endless, foggy bridge. I try so hard to see whats on the other side, but the harmless haze blocks me from seeing it. As I take each step, getting closer and closer to my unknown destination, I look back and I see what I've done in the past that scarred my brain. Always wishing it was long lost memory, but some wishes can't be granted. As I wait for all my wishes to get granted, I'll just keep walking 'till I reach the other side of the "what it seems" endless bridge.