Sometimes, I am too stupid in the way I control my ways to feel.
 
Sometimes I try to smile even when others feel gloomy, trying to brighten their day, usually with no avail, sometimes I smile even when my real feelings are in the underground, it usually doesn’t work.
 
Sometimes I feel bad too quickly, and let the feeling take the best of me, making me jump to conclusions that are irrational, usually involving insulting myself with that low self steem I usually have.
 
It makes you feel like you can’t move on to an exit on the fire of your own depression, crippled, blind, with no exit, even in the situations when the exit is right there.
 
I’ve learned however that I need to learn how to control them, and that sometimes the lead to the exit is much closer than what you think.
 
A solution is always there, for everything.
 
Will you give a fake smile and stay in the shambles of your own sadness? Or will you find a way to leave them before they consume you?
 
It’s up to all of us to decide that.