But I don't really know why.
Sometimes, I wish I have some weird reason why I am this way and it's really confusing why I could be so depressed when I have everything I could ever need.
I am surrounded with people\\
But sometimes I think they don't care about me
And I understand,
I understand how they could be so caught up in their own lives.
I just wish I could feel genuine happiness.
What does it really feel?