Sometimes people just get sad.
But is it really that bad?
Maybe? Maybe not?
It depends on who and why.
It can lead to suicide or self-deprecation.
It can make joyous moments more beautiful.
Dreary and rainy days are depressing but when the sun comes up there is a brightness that isn't there on our usual, mundane days.
Things change, and life goes on, even sadness.
So all we can do is find something that makes us happy and do it when we're sad. We can escape from sadness.
And that's what I'm doing now. By writing. By smiling. And by just being myself.
YOU ARE READING
The First Fifty Pages Of Me by Nailinthewall
PoetryThis is all the weird things I think and what I will never say. And my personal journey in my last year of school.
