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To what extent? To knowing that someday, the happiness with eventually fade? The knowlege that you gained over the years will eventually decay? That you didn't care what people thought of you so you made your own mark in the world, in your ...own life... Knowing that you're going to face extention and you can't do a damn thing about it? Or is it the knowlege that you KNOW you're in a depression and try almost anything to get out if it, but no matter what you do, you're not interested in anything anymore? You try to put the smile on your face, trying to fool the people around you, sure, at times, you feel happy on the inside, but behind closed doors, away from the world, you're crying because you feel like a worthless person? Knowing that it hurts to put the smile on your face, to make it act like it's all ok? Yeah, life's a bitch. You can go on fooling the people around you, but they know that you're not okay, no matter how many times you say "I'm okay". You put pen to paper, but nothing is written because you have nothing to write, no matter how hard you try, you can't find the words to say what you're thinking because you're afraid of the reactions. So you stay quite, you hide yourself away in a box and no matter how hard you try to leave your box, your comfort zone, you can't do it. Even though you have words to say, you can't find the courage to say them. You don't care what people think or say about you, but deep down, it hurts you, so you keep to yourself in your own little world. Life's a bitch. You could take the cowards way out and kill yourself, or you could face life head on, no matter how much it hurts. You feel alone, even with your friends... Even though you know... You KNOW you don't fit in with them. The only reason you stay is because of the closure. The sense of knowing that you belong, the feeling that you're acually loved for who you are. People that don't care what you look like, because eventually, they become more then friends. They become family. They can only do so much for you, before you finally crack. Knowlege is power, but the power eventually fades.See More