Not expecting something today, all I want is today just not worse than yesterday. But it is only get worse.
Lately I spent my time for overthinking the things I do, exporting nothing to put in words. Wondering that how dirty my public image is, but realize why do everyone needed to care about me so much?
Just like anybody, just being selfish and think what is you. Do things and care what is you. Not anybody really overthinking about you. So I realize how much time I waste for being feeling depressed, that’s really doesn’t matter. The only thing is, being silent is never helping, for both my friends and I.
Nobody really understand and think about you, even your friends. Sour? Solitude is bliss.
Just move on. It’s yourself.
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
And you will never come close to how I feel
You will never come close to how I feel