I'm scared of doing something new; not because I don't want to do it, but rather because I've watched something I built explode right in my face and I couldn't do anything about it.
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Tales Of A Depressed Teen
RandomShort Stories. In between are poems. Random thoughts about the misconceived ideas people have towards me. I'm not happy, I'm just smiling. Plastic smiles always worn outside. Behind doors, it's me, myself and I battling with depression.
Scared
I'm scared of doing something new; not because I don't want to do it, but rather because I've watched something I built explode right in my face and I couldn't do anything about it.
