Everything basically went the same.
No traumatic event really popped into my life.
Nothing really awakened me either.
It’s as if I’ve been sleeping for so long,
I hardly feel alive anymore.
Nothing happened to make me feel this way,
It just some how happened.
One day everything was simply different.
In a completely complex way.
Surroundings became sheltered,
Ideas were pushed down.
And I closed my mind to the beauty of the world.
It just sort-of happened.
One-day feelings just changed,
And they changed me as well.
Maybe I just couldn’t see anything that I could be content with,
Or maybe everything good really did disappear.
But I was blind.
It’s not that anything truly went wrong,
It’s just that nothing really went right.