Everytime, i think everything is fine.
I get slapped in the face by some thoughts of mine.
I ask myself, why?
I ask myself, can't i just keep it the way i felt at that time.
The time that had nothing good, nothing bad.
The time in which i was happy, being sad.
I get some answers, none seem to be explaining why?
No matter how strongly i invigorate myself in my mind.
It just breaks and i cry.
And then i get back to asking myself, why?
I keep apologizing to me, for being the one that i am.
I walk with a lot of people, but they are none but myself.
Meaning, i walk alone. Avoiding any help.
Maybe someday i will be contented.
But don't expect me to not ask, why?
