Depression
It's me again, I'm not gonna say i suffered from depression, but it seems like i do. It hurts. So freaking damn hurts. Everything can break your heart. You don't know you are so depressed until your friends said that you have staring into a wall. You want to cry but you can't. No one ever ask me if i okay. Because on the outside, i'm just a bubbly happy girl, i'm scared they will leave me eventually, when they found out. Some says it's a mask. Pretending to be happy. Faking a smile. Hold back the tears. It's fine, no one knows. I'm drowning in my own thoughts. I'm suffocating in my own air People don't understand. They always questioning. All of them was like, "Why are you depressed? Look at how amazing your life is" Were they tried to question "why do you have asthma? look at all this air" We will say "I'm fine" all the time. without realising how many times our wrist pulsating...