I'm paralyzed. I'm scared to live, but I'm scared to die, and if life is pain I buried mine long time ago. But it's still alive. And it's taker over me, where am I? I wanna feel something I'm numb inside. But I feel nothing, I wonder why. And on the race of life time passes by looks. I sit back and I watch it. Hands in my pockets. Waves come crashing over me, but I just watch em'. I'm under water but I feel like I'm on top of it. I'm at the bottom and I don't know what the problem is. I'm in a box, but the one who locked me in. Suffocating and I'm running out of oxygen.
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(English) A day with a thought of a teenager behind a mask
Roman pour AdolescentsSo this is the English version of my Turkish book. I made this for those who doesn't understand Turkish. So it's basically about teenage life and depression, that kind of nature
