“You ask me what's purpose I say, child, what is purpose but threads of fabrications, lies and manipulations, they've made up to tell you that you're never enough. I say, child, all I need is, a place where four walls do not exist Where my lungs breath and do not gasp for air, I don't need a label to be attached to, my ambitions. -Inked Confessions: The Untold Psych Ward Letters” ReasonPoetryPurposeQuotesMeaning Of LifePsych Ward Author:Fathima Valliyangal