I spent all time inside my doubts. Ignore, don’t let destiny pass. Those were the rules, that was my decision. I was condemned. My punishment was strangely developed, I wasn’t living my life. Which was my crime? Have this sentence a reason? I definitely was the prisoner, the prison and the judge. I need no enemies, could do everything by myself, could doubt everything, couldn't let time going by, could go on with that…  

Living my rules, ruling my life.