Depression is real.

it happen. it might happen in any time. though in time you least expect it would hit you. sometimes i just feel wrong for being depress. because it makes me push people away. and for some reason that i don't know why, i hope they would ask me why. why am i being this way. why i'm not okay. but things not working the way i wanted because they don't care. don't lie. because if they did, they would ask.