Today I looked at myself and realized how torn I looked. How baggy the bags under my eyes were. How incapable i was of taking care of myself. Doing simple tasks as getting up and ready to face “reality” the elders once said. It was a living hell. The more I looked into myself the worse it got. Knowing that once this person in the mirror had dreams and goals and everything that it always wanted. I guess I was taking for granted the fact that I could smile and be happy and God decided to show me the other side. its like a simple task of life. Just to see for how long you can go without smilling without laughing without any feelings at all. Then god im sorry. I couldn’t last long ten years later and its like the same sad song. So I think it’s time for me to go.