Here I was again walking along the beach.
I was drowning with sorrow and misery.
I thought I could survive alone.
But I could not.
I have not felt happiness in a long time.
I just like to pretend infront of people.
But deep down I am dying with pain.
I am exhausted from trying so hard.
I am just falling apart.
And then I thought, maybe I was made to be alone.