I hate that feeling. The feeling when you’re sad, but you have no idea why.
You just are. And in your mind, you’re thinking of all the bad things in your lifeand apply it to your emotions, making you even more sad. Then people ask you
what’s wrong and you have nothing to say. You end up, sitting there, quiet, while it
seems as if everyone, but you, is happy.
You just are. And in your mind, you’re thinking of all the bad things in your lifeand apply it to your emotions, making you even more sad. Then people ask you
what’s wrong and you have nothing to say. You end up, sitting there, quiet, while it
seems as if everyone, but you, is happy.