Maybe you've been feeling that for quite a while
behind the back of your head
You feel alright sometimes
But most time
It’s like someone is playing with that switch
Day by day
You know things are not getting okay
But it’s getting a bit too late
People blaming you, everyone
and in the end


You blame yourself too
And turns out,
They’re true
you’re not in the right mind
But you don’t see any button for you to pause it.

You have no idea what’s wrong with you
There’s something wrong with your brain
Thoughts that you never recall, rushing out one by one. Your mind can’t function well,  at first you think it’s okay, but really ... it isn’t.







I feel more than just loneliness

This one fear I’ve holding on
It makes my other fears seems so small

Why people look for therapist
You’ve been living with yourself for years
And you still don’t know what’s wrong with yourself
So what kind of answer you expect from them?

I used to sleep keeping the curtain *******.
Looking out the window
Sky and buildings keep me safe
It seems like, at that moment
The window is my only escape door
I can just walk out and free myself
From all the sadness and tears

I’m going insane
Nobody knows

Don’t give up on me
It’s sad to think of
Just please, don’t do it

About people who **** them self,
Do you think they did it because they still trap in their world,
or they finally decide to walk out?