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Just why do I still alive?

This life is tight,

Holding me tightly,

Not letting me go.

All the thorn piercing through my flesh.

It's hurt.

It's suffocating.

Just when I have given up on this life?

Just when I lost all my joy?

Just when my interest vanished?

There times I'm happy, fine, normal and in reality.

But is it real?

Slowly dragged back down,

Going deeper and drown into the deepest.

Where it's dark and cramped.

I was supposed to be happy.

But why am I crying?

I was supposed to be normal.

But why am I depressed?

I was in reality.

But I'm lost again.

Just why can't I be the same as before?

Just why can't I be ok?

Just why I'm not the same?

It's hurt.

I tried.

I'm sorry. I'm not the same.

Me that you knew no longer here.

I can't be the child that hold no worries.

I'm no longer that child who smiles brightly like sun.

I'm not the child who could talk to you,

Easing your worries.

Now this child distancing themselves from everyone.

This child can't be the same,

This child can't act the same,

Everything is suffocating and hurt.

It hurt a lot.

I don't want this.

I'm tired.

I want rest.

If I can't forget, I'll run.

I will no longer be here.

I wish I can be the air.

Disappear into nothing.