tell me.
tell me why i am like this please.
all i need is an explanation! please!
is this how it's supposed to be?
am i going to make it?
i need a sign.
please. please.

you would think that someone with such a sobering smile would know how to escape depression.

Change is inevitable.
I tried to avoid it, to make sure we never crossed paths.
But I remember how innocent I was back then, not an ounce of sadness in my body. How did I become this? When did I change into this bitter, pessimistic thing. I tried so hard to light my way through the darkness but I forgot to bring extra matches.

         I think I have ended up so depressed because I was so happy.

I don't know why, but I don't trust you. You've never given me a reason to feel this way, you've never hurt me, lied to me, or anything of that sort. I guess this is what happens when you've been let down so many times that you realize one day, people are never who they seem to be at first glance. I've learned to not trust anyone. I wish it didn't apply to you, but these things are out of my control.