I want to go back to two years ago.
When I knew nothing about what depression really was.
When I thought "Why would someone be suicidal?"
But ohh, how the tables have changed.
I want to go back to two years ago, when nothing mattered.
It was just fun and games. Not society judging you.
I want to go back to the days where i wasn't awake until 3am. When I never thought about how much my life sucks. When I had plenty of friends. When it didn't matter who was real or who was fake. When all that mattered was if i was having fun or not...
