Stop deciding for me
Stop making me do things that you think will make me happy
Because you're not me
You will never understand what makes me happy
Stop asking why I am sad
I can't feel it anymore
I can't differentiate between sadness and happiness anymore
I'm afraid one day I would have forgotten the things that could make me happy
And I would be stuck in this darkness forever
Before it's too late
Let me go
Let me go
