We never dreamt to live with undertones of a persona so bombastic; Never intended to become histrionic children screaming nonsensical script to one another; But at so many points we had become swept up by the atmosphere and lost our heads. As time passed some of us turned back to a state of adolescence out of fear of facing the events of the next day— deliberately poisoning and diluting our minds as well as our very existence. Tomorrow still came though. We could never live simply, because if we did then how would we know that we had lived? We could never stand aside because what if we missed our part in a stampede? Some of us began to step aside despite the migrations of those we loved. We stepped aside to live traumatic failed resemblances of characters that we once developed while lost and alone during an early September.