Control

We tend to have this illusion of control, but we are mostly struggling to keep it.

This is us. Moving around, fighting, surviving.

This is our mind. It doesn't really matter if it's a little weak because is hidden. Almost no one know what is like inside the armor.

The truth is... there's a monster inside the armor. It's not an empty shell and only a few people around you know how it looks like.

And so you struggle to keep the monster hidden.

But sometimes you get pushed around too much and you fail. And the monster shows.

You get angry, really angry.

Until you gain control of the monster again.

And then... you keep fighting for survival, and the cycle starts over again.