Depression

Brain was at the busiest.

So much thoughts, yet difficult to articulate…not even the slightest.

Life had more branches than trees.

One branch affected the others.

One decision could redefine the whole self existence.

Time goes by….

Brain is full of emptiness.

Words spoken are meaningless.

There is no point of articulating thoughts, no one understands anyway.

Life seems to stop at one point, unclear where to head next.

Could I just go back to yesterday?

Yesterday, where I was young, carefree, and naive.

Yesterday, where all I want to do was dance and sing!

If not, could I freeze this moment…forever?

The moment where I refuse to decide,

I refuse to feel,

and I certainly refuse to be an adult!

All I want to be is as an empty entity.

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