Why does everyone feel like my enemy? I don't want to become any part of depression. I've had enough, I'm sick and tired. Just bring the sun, or I'm gone.
Fate seems to recreate, I just can't escape, something holds me down and makes me act a way I can't explain. Even now I can feel it coming over me, choking me as I'm falling behind. You can all say you know me, but you have no clue what my dreams could show you.
I need to find the bright side, where it's safer and calmer. ..
Futile Ideas
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