What If This Is You

You stare at the paper.

Your mind is blank.

You try to think.

Still blank.

Try harder, they say.

So you try harder.

Still blank.

That voice came again.

You're a loser. This is so easy. Why do you still don't understand. Why are you such an idiot.

Stop it, you say.

I'm not stupid, you say.

Why did I end up here again, you ask.

Then those clear drops just fell on your paper.

You run. You run. You feel like screaming. But it's just not the right place.

Millions of faces came into your mind.

Your mum. Your dad. Your friends.

Seek help. Don't do this to yourself, you say.

But the other you said, don't. Learn to face it yourself.

Grow up.

Then slowly you pick yourself up.

When the world looks at you as if you have never tried to do your best

You just know.

It's about time for you stop what you're doing.

It's about time for you to stop seeking help.

And start forcing yourself to get up.

Stay strong, buddy. This will end soon.