Depression
Well said.
2021
From when it went wrong, I’m not really sure There’s been a blue question mark in my mind Perhaps that’s why I lived fiercely But , as I look back, standing here absently, that ferocious shadow that engulfs me The blue question mark that still exists Would it be anxiety or depression Could it be that humans are really the animals of regret or, is it just me who was created by loneliness I still don’t know, the ferocious blue Hoping I don’t get eaten away, I’ll find the exit
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