"How are you?"
-Honestly, I feel miserable π
I am suicidal,
But not in the way of pain,
But in a sense that,
I feel trapped in this existence.
Born into a world where I am told what happiness is,
A world that doesn't make sense till you walk with the influential or become influential.
A world where everyone is self centered at heart,
But lie about their nature,
Yet make others feel bad for being true,
A degenerating world.
I don't feel alive,
It's just wake up, eat, sleep, mate
An endless cycle,
Waiting for death.
.. ...
All that aside.
"I'm fine, thank you".π
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