When you wake up in the morning You see it all blank You feel like you’re nothing Everything has no meaning Asking yourself ‘why am I here’? Why am I living but feeling dead Why am I still here? Asking what’s the purpose? The reason for all of this Then you find no answer And you want to end it in a click But you can’t Because at the same moment You still want to live Be one of the braves Whose still fighting And you still have hope That one day in a million days You’ll find the answer The reason why you’re in this moment
*Beholding the past Dying today And living for tomorrow.
I deleted it before because I think it’s too cliché and of course I’m not the only one who feels depressed at some moment (life is cliché). And I’m too paranoid and scared that someone I know might read it and judge me, that I’m about to take my life or something like I’m crazy.. Well maybe I am depressed that day and it keeps coming over and over and I’m tired.. it makes me crazy… but I still have hope that days would be different and I could be better.