Anxiety and Depression
I fell in love with the sky because
no matter when i would look up
no matter what the weather was
the sky would always bring me to a familiar place
Well times have changed.....
I grew sad
I started to feel very weird all the time
One day i looked back up at the sky, it was so different
The more I would stare the more it would change
I did not have the familiar feeling anymore
The sky had changed right in front of my eyes..
I wanted nothing more than to have that familiar feeling again....
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