I feel happy. I laugh. Smile. But inside of me is that feeling. Tugging in my chest. Reminding me of hate. As someone said, a maze with no end. Twists and turns. I feel happy, then I get hit with a reality bomb of what is bad around me. I call it depression. I dare not tell anyone. I dont want to make anyone get mad at me for calling it that. I simply want to define what I feel and have felt earliest December. I just want to define it. Nothing fancy. A simple definition, thats all. Yet, Ive gotten nowhere.
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 06:06:32 +0000