by Reskha Perdana Putri
Everything seems to be exhausting me. No matter how much sleep or how much coffee I drink or how long I lie down, something inside me seems to have given up. My soul is tired. I lost something in me. Everything seems alright (in people's point of view). But I saw it different. I can feel myself changing, but I'm just doing nothing. Sometimes I get so sad, so sad that I completely shut down. But on the other time, I get so happy, so happy that I could scream it out loud. And I knew I was screwed.
