Time.
Do you remember the last time where you actually felt really happy? Cause I don't.
For the most of my time, I felt like I was forcing myself to be happy and that whenever I tried to be, something triggers me.
' Something really triggers me.' Leading me to have the urge to cry but I didn't want to, So I held it and held it.
When I'm finally alone in my room? That's where I cried and let it all out. I choke to my breath and tried to breathe but I couldn't.
It just hurts. It hurts so bad that I can't bring myself up again that I wanna die in all my sorrows but at the same time I'm already dead. Dead in my thoughts, dead in what made me sad. Dead in trying to be strong.
And my ' Time ' to actual really end myself wasn't the right time and I gotta pretend to be alright just like how I have always done to boost myself up again no matter how hard it can be.
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