I know it's sad when you want to be forgotten, to be left in the desert
of your soul, but I think it no longer being picky when surrounded by so
many people "close" you always feel alone, flooded with cold and
indifferent.
And all this is because of what? Because our people do not know how to
cherish what we have around us. What falsehood instead of honestly
prefer that instead of taking one's success as an example, we are glad
that we learn from whom we get to blame, to be envious critics.
Just thinking about these things as if you lose your zest for life and
smile disappears and the shadow of optimism that accompanied you,
refusing to come to you today she did not do anything to help yourself.
Are you going to learn to be better?
I have days when I feel like everything is crumbling around me and not
because I have depression in blood but simply beyond me feel things, and
people go crazy and as much as I would like to get it right, though
it's all in vain. In those moments anger me in his arms, I want to get
rid of it but can not.
After some time, however, leaves me bored and starts prey sadness and
then disillusionment and existential struggles: you put a thousand other
questions that you answer a thousand questions, you do whatever you can
cross borders daily fine sediment polluted with selfishness each of us
run for hours and you just know that you escaped far away and you are
left with loneliness, the only friend who you would never disappoint and
you would not even mind without having remorse or regret.
