yes, "i've got everything." i know i do, but the darkness doesn't discriminate like you want it to. it chases me despite my privilege, despite my "perfect education," my "perfect family," my "perfect life," despite your protesting. you cannot stop the darkness, no matter how hard you try. you cannot stop the darkness, and neither can I.
soaking in the sunlight under the trellis of greenery, shadows dancing on the face and warmth lulling to a slumber, faint music pouring into the ears, and fleets of feelings unfolding dancing with the memories, untold stories peeking behind the closed lit eyes, pressing to let out.