The sun shines, I'm alive and delighted but when the depression creeps in I become dead and appalling. I was never meant to be like this, why can't I be normal? As my smile starts to fade, I trace my scars and become pessimistic. I grab a blade and begin the regrets. Someone please tell me why ended up like this?
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 6:02 PM UTC
The sun shines, I'm alive and delighted but when the depression creeps in I become dead and appalling. I was never meant to be like this, why can't I be normal? As my smile starts to fade, I trace my scars and become pessimistic. I grab a blade and begin the regrets. Someone please tell me why ended up like this?
