Inorder to find the path I wanted to follow
I walked and walked.
However I couldn't find it, so I took many roads thinking this one will lead me there or if not then atleast I will get one step closer to that path. The roads I took held no sense of belonging, as I kept taking the roads not knowing what I liked and kept doing the things I hate.
In the end I decided not to go any further. Seeking no solace in places that were meant for you and not me.
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Demon's
Non-FictionSadness is something we all experience. It is a normal reaction to difficult times in life and usually passes with a little time. It is a real illness. It is not a sign of a person's weakness or a character flaw. You can't "snap out of it"
