Why is life so draining?
One day, you wake up with good intentions to treat others with kindness and love, but life seems to enjoy knocking you down every chance.
The world is complex and chaotic, to the point of no return. It’s like being in a fish bowl: tight and constricting; you try to spread your fins and explore the beyond. However, the finite enclosure keeps you in your place, not allowing you to seek comfort.
Days are spent crying nonstop; the air is cold against my withered tears to the point where crust develops on the corners of my eyelids.
I’m tired.
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