At a certain point of life you start questioning your existence.
You doubt your capabilities.
You start hiding yourself from the world.
Your whole life becomes a myth.
You get lost in the crowd.
You feel forced on everything.
You smile but do not laugh.
You become numb but do not cry.
You stare at others but do not speak.
You get stuck between life and death.
You start counting your days.
You are not the one who gives up.
But now you start thinking of it.
Your eyes stop seeing good in others.
Your mind stops thinking positive.
You push yourself on everything.
You forget that you are You.
You start hating daylights.
Nights become your best friend.
You scroll up and down, like, share, follow.
But you stay mumb.
You feel procrastinated.
You loose energy.
You become impatient.
You become less talkative.
You hate crowd.
You hate people.
You hate yourself.