Have you ever felt so empty that you can't even think straight? That when you stop fiddling around, tears start to fall and your heart aches because of your worthlessness? It's a pathetic feeling, not knowing who to turn to for fear of what they'll think of you. Fearing that they might think that you're such a bother, and that they may lie to you head-on just to spare you. It makes you feel weak, and pathetic even more.

You start to think of where you were before you pummeled down, where you wanted to be, what happened in between and why it had to happen again. You wonder why it happened so fast, why it didn't give you time to adapt like before, why it hurts so much more now than the past and why you just can't think positively anymore, as if all the positive thinking you've worked so hard for in the past vanished into oblivion. You wish for someone to tell you to just cry your heart out, that it's okay to be sad every now and then and that you need to embrace it so that you can appreciate being happy even more. You hope for someone who'll let you cry on their shoulder, listen to your sobbing and give you a hug to calm you down.

Why is it that you can't do all the stuff you've done with the same enthusiasm like before? Why do you feel so lost? So pathetic? So weak? You can't think straight anymore, much less make up your mind. What happened? Why do you feel so down and empty? Why is it that you always have to try and stop crying, knowing that the tears will fall anyway? Why does it hurt so much?

You need answers, yet you don't know where to get them at all.