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when I die give what's left of me away to children and old me that wait to die. And if you need to cry, cry for your brother walking the street beside you. and when you need me, put your arms around anyone and give them what you need to give to me. I want to leave you something, something better than words or sounds. Look for me In the people I've known or loved, And if you cannot give me away, at least let me live on in your eyes and not your mind you can love me most by letting hands touch hands, by letting bodies touch bodies, and by letting go of children that need to be free. love doesn't die, people do. So when all that's left of me is love give me away.

It's not that I don't want to be happy. It's a despite, how hard I try I can't bring myself to be happy. I feel suffocated, embarrassed, ashamed, why did I have to be this way? I've a great family, amazing friends, good academic result, on paper everything is okay. yet all I ever seem to see is sadness and grey. It's like there's this burden on me pulling me to the ground and however hard you try you can't bring myself out. I can't bring myself to care about anything. not me, not him, not her. Living has become the constant nightmare. And it's just not fair. Society will tell me to try yoga, go for a walk, listen to meditation. I tell them that this cannot be solved by exercise or medication. It's a disease that affects every aspect of my life, my work, my relationships, my education. And to this day despite my best efforts to explain. I am always met with blind hesitation. People ask me "why are you always so sad?" I tell th...

"I was taught young how to be stone-cold, self- reliant, to hold myself high and poised, with ready smile and a subtle charm ready to conquer the world. So I learned from early on to only cry behind close doors, on dim lights, without sound to howl in pain silently, to break down without anyone knowing, and to never ask for help. Because when no one sees you suffering, do you really suffer? Much like, when a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? I can always just pretend that whatever pains me never happened, and l can always go back and face the World pretending I'm okay." cynthia go // If a tree falls in a forest

You need to remember this; human consists of 60% water. So, don't be afraid to wash unnecessary people away from your life. People who take you for granted. People who hurt you over and over again. They will just wash away. -Lala Bohang-