You are out here trying to encourage others to be happy.
That they have a purpose in this life; to not end it or induce self harm.
When really you are depressed and unhappy.
Cutting yourself every morning and every afternoon on your forearm.
Crying yourself to sleep every night.
Sins so bad you could drown in them.
You have no light.
You are associated with the arts of activism.
Trying to make people’s day bright.
When really you are suffocating from the darkness.
You are the one that needs help. Not me.