This is a reflection, like about $BNB

I am so cold.. .

I am so cold that the whole world settled

in me, like dust on faded glass.

I do not scream. I just could not

forget the silence in the torn loop.

I am so cold that I became my own —

like a shadow that does not leave the threshold.

And every day — not a sentence, not a plea,

but a circle where there is nothing left.

I am not a hero. I do not keep the line.

I just exist. And this is my defeat.

Because in this presence — there is no hope.

I am so cold that I became completely mute..!

And only the night, like an turned mask,

whispers: "You still exist… but not mine"...

--$BNB