Hey everyone, how's your day?
I'm just as usual, no changes.
Though before you go, take this at note:
I am not depressed, I am not tired, and I am not lazy.
I've lost the grasp of want, need, and passion.
Motivation is no longer of reach to me, and so are my dreams.
I'm fatigued, I am drained, and there is nothing for me to fix it.
My drawings have staled me, the arts have lost all meaning, and now my voice serve no purposw but to plea.
If you ever have the chance, seek help.
Unlike I, who wasted all those chances.