A tribute to my mother, whom I owe my whole life and can never repay. A tribute to all mothers, who struggle days and nights to put their children to bed peacefully at night. And most important of all, a tribute to all the wounded heart, who, despite the unfair battles and the strong enemies, still stand tall on the battlefield and fight till the last moment."I think God has abandoned us, I tell her one evening, as the Clonazepam turns me delirious, God has abandoned us and everyone else, because why else are we suffering?"- The Pills, Part Vi -"You never ask for a child like me, and even if you do, I suppose you never ask for someoneridden with laughter and sadness mingled togetherin a basket made of unstable mental stateand self-inflicted wounds."- A Rose for My Mother, Part II -Come join in the journey. Com join in the song. Come join the party. And fall in love with the po