With sad music as a background
I cried
I scream
I laugh
With suicidal thoughts on my mind
I almost take my own life while laughing.
No one ask me if I'm okay.
No. I'm okay.
Because I am used to be the clown now.
I've cried so much that I can't think of the reason why I cry.
WHY?
Ya. I'm asking myself too.
