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Things inside me have changed. I stood for what I believed in and tried to change society as well. I got courage and spirit to write everything I want, to open the eyes of the people.
As time passed by, people got worse. The thought of making a change disappeared.
Anxiety and depression swallowed my whole entity. I thought I was hollowed and numb enough but I was wrong...
I'm very tired of enduring those stabs in my heart and act like I'm not affected by it. No one deserves to be treated like this.
This night, I decided to make it to an end. Maybe there's a better world ahead of me. Maybe making myself bleed physically will stop the bleeding inside of me...
Millions of doubts were running in my mind but one thing for sure is that I'm tired. My works, I suppose, will forever be left unworthy and dishonored... Like me.
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