why be depressing if you can be suppressing all those needs and urges to hide yourself from the judges to hide your soul and your heart that's just smart, smart, smart don't show your face don't show your thoughts don't show your heart don't let them know Photo: Clem Onojeghuo / Unsplash in this store are masks of all kinds masks for all minds laughing, crying angry, smiling birds and foxes all in boxes they are waiting for you to come in come on in take your pick, d

The streets are completely desolate, and the tall, gray buildings surround me as I walk down the street, and the sky is gray; I can feel a fierce wind against my cheeks, it is cold and I shiver a little, but I walk down the street taking one step after another, and the sky has a sad, gray colour, there is not a living soul around me and I can see the tall threatening buildings and I am afraid of their towering construction: the grotesque sculptures of naked men and women star

Ice is dominating when I is dominating. I then see a blur of an image of me that your eye is gaining. But, do you blame me? What I is probably saying is that it wants to dine your Self that's decaying. You're bleeding, but have never intended to flee, because only this way you won't feel cold feet. I can play that song on repeat. Don't you feel obsolete? No? Not even now? Photo: wild vibez / Unsplash I always try to beat that gloomy sense of self-adoring that sounds bo