Stress
Do you ever feel like the world is being so harsh on you?
I do now.
I look at myself on the mirror.
What have I done wrong?
that everything is now upside down?
I talk to myself,
that failure is one step more to success.
But then,
Hurm.
These days.
Are stressful days.
I miss home.
Dear July,
Please come fast.
I do now.
I look at myself on the mirror.
What have I done wrong?
that everything is now upside down?
I talk to myself,
that failure is one step more to success.
But then,
Hurm.
These days.
Are stressful days.
I miss home.
Dear July,
Please come fast.
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