Life can be good
Life can be sad
Life could be happy
Life could be bad
Mine is kind of a mix. Some days I feel pure joy and happiness other days it feels like a never-ending funeral. People ask why but I have no reason. I like to be around people but somedays I cant. I get anxiety and I want to get out but I cant. People dont notice, dont care and it doesnt matter anymore. Because one day ill be dead. And everyone will care. But it will be
Too.
Late.
____________________________________
I just randomly wrote this i dont know why
