Feeling depressed like the stone is on top of me.
Looking around like I can see someone who can offer assistance.

Scratching my head like something is itching.
I pick a phone to be my friend.
Never knowing what to do about it.
I bumped into evil channel.

What's your name,I began to lie.
Someone I don't know trying to help me.

I jumped, oh no me,my God what iam  doing,asking myself.
Quickly I log of and realize that I was on the mud but hunging in there,seating down like a frog ready to jump off to the water.

I started smiling, yaah stress are not good, mistake, suicide, low self-esteem and separation comes from stress.

On that 2 days I vowed no more stress I could get,out of any mistake, as iam living.