I do not know what I want from this world,
I do not even know what this world wants from me.
I don’t even know the reason why am I here,
I am just sure that I do not want to be here.
I do not know who am I friends with,
I do not even know why they are called ‘friends’.
I do not know who to talk to,
I do not even know what to talk about,
I do not know how to live happily,
I do not even know what or who makes me happy,
All what I know is I am pretending to be happy.
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I know exactly how you feel Myriam, I do thank you for sharing your feelings...