I feel the air blowing through my room. I don’t feel good.
The air is humid and stuffy. Like my head is water-resistant and air holding.
Nothing can go inside , nothing goes out.
My brain, my conscience they’re driving me crazy.
I feel like they’re drowning in my thoughts.
There are so many decisions.
I have to discuss with my left shoulder angel,
And my right shoulder devil.
Why live life the good way?
Why live it badly.
Choose what makes you happier. But if you’re the only one smiling.
Shining like you’re enjoying your own laughter.
One day you’ll find out that you can only see your smile,
When you look into a mirror.
And when there is nobody to care for you.
There is no one holding the mirror in front of your face.
And the mirror gets heavier every second you’re holding it.
Your shine get’s dimmed, and suddenly there’s no light in the darkness.
– Anne’s says